BETWEEN- fragments on perennial interims...

he went to art school in Munich...

that was four years after he was shot on the Western Front in France,
was already piled up among the dead

when a doctor walked by, discovered he was alive
and 'they' pulled out the about 3" bullet...
that my mother carried lifelong in her portemonnai

This is a pencil drawing: he did while at art school:

http://www.geocities.com/Eureka/Promenade/4098/CRChKreuzDeisenhofen1.jpg

here is the inscription on the Cross
in my father's handwriting at that time:

http://www.geocities.com/Eureka/Promenade/4098/CRHandschriftInschriftChKreuz1921.jpg

When I asked him about the motivation for this drawing
his only reply was always that he too was among the dead and he too came back to life...

My father always remained young;
my friends used to say that "I'm much older than my father"...

and my father always asked his father re the 29th of February
and his father always told my father to get his his own son
to be born on the 29 of February...

and so it turned out that I'm the son
who just turned seventeen on the 29th of February this year,
in 2008

http://www.geocities.com/Eureka/Promenade/4098/Kuenstler.htm

Posted by Andreas at 03:44 PM | Permalink

cause whatsoever
that is not 'lifted up'
by an unspoken antagonistic subtext

listen to the public language spoken
word for word
and the 'sense' of it all
rests elsewhere

agitates ad hominem

as if an 'unusual event'
stands for watching language
like a star gazer's watch

not misunderstanding the 'beast'
but wallpapering the situation
as if from within the seen panorama

Posted by Andreas at 02:24 PM | Permalink

I keep my mouth shut

- to keep all habits out! And my appetite changes day by day hour by hour:I don't know which fruit I'll like for breakfast, what freshly pressed fruit juice for lunch.I'm flexible - I'm not arguing with what my body likes...

Posted by Andreas on February 24, 2007 11:57 AM

This entry was over a year ago...

habits have sort of arrived unexamined;
they enter the system outside of reason
or
via imitation

or
someone begs a habit's victim
with procedural code words
for continuous approval
of 'familiar chains'

or
just listening to stupidity
that circulates
within superstition's serial anti reason attitudes

thus language acts the human cage
the cage within

as narrow
as language dictates
as opinions that 'fall from above'
authorize

as the body
that publicizes not itself
but parades an approved form
that requires a permit
even a protocol
to bodily exist

and
all these instituted procedures
control - 'spriritualize' - minds
via
subtracting more knowledge
substituted with lesser knowledge

and
tighten the cage ever more
within 'familiar' chains

the partisan embellisher
recasts the human:
forms a 'sacrifice'

Posted by Andreas at 01:27 PM | Permalink

cucumbers that I seeded and brought inside Sunday afternoon,
today they're up an inch plus
and growing their first leaves;
honeydew melon,Lemon cucumber, oriental cucumber
but nothing yet visible of the tomatoes

not sure when I can plant them outside into the not yet so warm
cold soil; i'll try under plastic dome, their bed is presently under row cover
to warm up...I hope - the over seeded clovers alfalfas and wild flowers are up

temperatures will go up this week with mostly sunshine
but nights are down to +5 C (40F) and up some Celsiusses

I keep things under row cover
it's supposed to preserve moisture as well

made another garden salad from dandelions and spinach leaves,
sunday, monday, tuesday, not today -at least not yet

Posted by Andreas at 02:44 PM | Permalink

are original owners of a silence
that creates distance, perspectives on a used language

Posted by Andreas at 10:27 PM | Permalink

I saw Berlin moving, shaking, burning, demolished -
I call that experience

when school started it was acting, show
by that time I was already used to watching
actors on a real stage

life-long watcher,
animals watch you too

language sort of lies away the human animal,
language remains cosmetic, expansive

a cover,
evasive

voice gets lost within experience
and after, words falsify the voice
turning experience into meaning

Posted by Andreas at 10:08 PM | Permalink

but its meaning remains illusive

meaning feeds off language,
meaning remains parasitic,
a philosophical/theological language game

people never interpret experience as such;
for that people circulate stories
and the story or its critique
become the real event
long after the experience

Posted by Andreas at 10:00 PM | Permalink

date 'seeds' I put in around the 20th of March
and on Thursday the first "Palm" emerged,
Friday the second; now I'm waiting for the third

otherwise most seeds under row comer coming up

had another dandelion salad with green onion
and the first dozen or so spinach leaves

the fridge is now empty
except for frozen fish
that gets into the frying pan with water,
some capers

or
with some olive oil
fried quickly
and eaten outside on the garden bench

baked two small bread
each the size of a Kaiser roll

the fridge will be shut off
during the summer,
so the electricity bill will evaporate -

think of the dietary benefits,
the day to day creativeness,
the freshness taste buds' desire

Posted by Andreas at 09:47 PM | Permalink

Posted by Andreas at 04:10 PM | Permalink

that's not what Subjects are for

Posted by Andreas at 07:15 PM | Permalink

because one never meets a human
that does speak of itself
never of itself,
as an unpruned creature,
but always institutionally domesticated
from within an unitary language

manufactured language
copy-righted by the state
between heaven and hell
copy-righted by the religious powers
that preceded all 'secular' states

a pendulum that easily measures
the state of democracy
as if a forced imitation spinach
undigestible

a menu bereft
yet liberated from diversity

a steering force
towards calamity

one hears officialdom speaking
one sees through these agents
agents of state
and of religion
to come more and more rejuvenated

language turns uniform, complicit
agents of agents over-rule

a congruent acting that speaks
not of itself

passengers in a train
by some force of form and norm
succumb
to an institutionalized uni-directionality

Posted by Andreas at 04:51 PM | Permalink

and replaced with a floating row cover.

The idea was/is to catch the rain that already fell
last night. Presently +7C and raining...
It will not get down to frost this week....

the various lettuces are up,
so are some of the broad/Fava beans...
and I'm seeding more at these germination temperatures...

in the sunshine, yesterday, it was 85F/32C or so;

put all the houseplants out for an outing,
watered them with warm water;
also the geraniums put outside into the sun

fiddled all day in the garden,
taking a rest from reading/studying
alternating between books and vegetables

went for the first time since when?
to bed at 20pm and woke up at 3am;

usually go to bed at 3am and wake up at 8am,
but the "new" pattern is more agreeable during the summer:
birds are still active in the evening
so they're also the earliest in the morning;

compared to winter we have five hours more daylight
in the evening,
same in the morning
and here we don't switch the clock-

another six weeks and days will get shorter again...
but that means I will thereafter start my fall crop
of greens and vegetables

also baked some small white bread,
covered with salt and caraway seed
and ate it all

made another dandelion salad with onion greens;
I wait for the stinging nettles (richest in iron)
to add to the salad...

the Morning Cloak butterfly
went again for some dried out apple hanging in the tree,
so he must be the same returning from his/her hibernation,
flies towards me

last year he sat down on my book
both of us reading the signs of the time yet to come

Posted by Andreas at 06:27 AM | Permalink

eaten yesterday and again today,
a large -11.5" diameter - bowl full

---
A very nutritious food,
100g of the dandelion raw leaves
contain about:

2.7g. protein,
9.2g. carbohydrate,
187mg Calcium,
66mg phosphorus,
3.1mg iron,
76mg sodium,
397mg potassium,
36mg magnesium,
14000iu vitamin A,
0.19mg vitamin B1,
0.26mg vitamin B2,
35mg vitamin C

from http://www.pfaf.org/database/plants.php?Taraxacum+officinale&CAN=WIKIPEDIA
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I always eat enough greens so I'm no longer hungry

the dandelion I cut out of the ground
so I also get some root
which I brush clean

and then cut the root in smaller pieces or not,
add the leaves, buds and
yellow flower
which blossom under the plastic dome
but not yet out in the open

added some onion green
a shot of apple juice
and some olive oil

and sat on the garden bench
eating nature's very own homegrown -pesticide free
product

also seeded today mustard greens
and French Dandelion, which I will also
inter-seed with tomatoes and beans

Now, these Dandelion greens are not bitter at all;
of course my whole system has changed
since I went on my raw juice diet
and dis-habituated my body from all kinds of "food"
and returned to my wild garden style
which really grew out of he worst hunger years
after the second world war

now Dandelion is one of the richest food
so I try to eat it as long as the garden produces it;
its the first herb of the season besides the green onion greens

by now I've over seeded most of my "beds" -
even watered the already dry parts with the dried out sphagnum moss
so the seeds don't get stuck in the crust - I hope
until new growth covers all the bed

under the plastic domes some more of the bird food corn has sprouted,
so I will nurse them along with my other crops

soon I will start the beans and tomatoes from seeds
outside under plastic cover;
I have these 4 liter milk jugs that I can put with them
under the plastic domes;

once the clouds are gone, which happens very often,
I sit outside, reading outside,
the covered beans and tomatoes
should do well to get them going under plastic

the geraniums I got were transplanted in 4" pots, watered
and already 'taken for several walks outside'
just like me sitting in the garden under the sun-
more and more new leaves are coming

Posted by Andreas at 09:16 PM | Permalink

in Saskatchewan; all leaves came from my garden:
the first bunch after washing I ate raw, the second with some virgin olive oil;
that's a good beginning for everyday green until corn salad etc kick in

I used to have a field and the two goats I had headed straight for the dandelions,
not in the middle of the field, but at the edges,
the one's that grew at that time among the clovers and weeds
and a more natural soil with humus that the field lacked
until I had it over seeded with horse pasture mix, sweet clover and red clover etc

soon the goats shared the dandelions with me,
the edible flowers are sweet

I also got French dandelion seeds still to be seeded

also planted more Fava bean seeds and started Swiss Chard seeds;
then covered the works with a plastic dome
to protect new growth from birds
and from the frost yet to come...

but after each frost I push ahead and seed more and more

over seeded a bed with wild flower seeds and red clover;
interseeded another bed with wild flower seeds

after all the rain/snow/cold/ minus 6 Celsius this morning
the sun came out and my beds were workable in the evening

Posted by Andreas at 08:07 PM | Permalink

we had +25C blue sky spring heat;
I took off all the mini greenhouse domes to "inspect" the upcoming seedlings:
Kohlrabi, Butterhead lettuce, Arugula and Sylvetta are up,

At night I again covered everything up with the plastic domes; yesterday we had rain,
temperatures dropped,
more rain today and around noon everything was covered with snow...

The peas are growing and the next warm day I got to put up a trellis.

One bed, covered on grass with newspaper, then some topsoil and manure,
was overseeded with red clover, a bird seed mix of small sunflower seeds,
white millet, milo (sorghum), red millet, canola, amaranth grain and sweet clover -
a sort of green manure to go to seed for the birds...
and build up the soil...

something similar will go next to it entirely seeded with wild flower seeds,
annual and perennials plus red clover

sweet clover will be seeded more this year in especially the dry areas
so to build up a layer with their dried out stalks after they blossomed next year;
from previous experience I observed a nice layer that soakes up rain
and keeps the moisture alive below.

I raked up into a compost hill all leaves and grass earlier in the year
and I now distribute this stuff back into the beds,
especially among below and above the potatoes

beside the beds I kept the grass so I can cut it up as 'straw'
and cover the growing beds with mulch

basically, I will grow everything on the wild side intermixing vegetables,
herbs and flowers so never to see again any raw soil
and so build up the soil for happy growing and self-mulching,
and moisture preservation...

it will take another week before temperatures go up to 18-19 C
until that time we have minus and around minus temperatures
down to freezing;
so without the greenhouse plastic domes I could not warm the ground
for sprouting and without warm water watering
warm enough

I will put in more Fava beans, they sprout like peas in colder ground only,
both nitrogen fixers to build up the soil; in other words,
my garden soil will never be again disturbed by this human

More birds are coming, a Dickcissel male with nice yellow
went to the bird waterer;
three grackles come and go, the other hundreds flew on...
I need a birdbook, I can't decipher birds I've never seen before...

also on that warm day
a Mourning Cloak Butterfly (Nymphalis Antiopa)
came very close to me and settled down on the just watered
yet to be planted bed in front of me
and soaked up some moisture...

by the fresh droppings I see that the deer are still around,
but I already closed off one "entrance"
to be followed by another and yet another...
I admit, they did an excellent job manuring the ground
throughout the winter,
so the fallen apples were nicely converted
and I will make these apples again available
by next winter...

I pruned some of the apple trees, raked the ground below,
back in February/March and propose to give them water
when fruiting will be under way...

Last week or so I made the last apple pie with apples from the garden;
they kept very well in the fridge;

I noticed the robin still finding some shriveled apple to pick on,
so I gave some of the apple pie apples to that robin and it promptly went for it;
now I got to buy some apples at the store to feed the robin...

Posted by Andreas at 06:36 PM | Permalink