Many years ago there was an advertisement for Foxwoods Casino in CT that went with the tagline “the wonder of it all…” I remember very little else about the commercial other than it was sung by some crooner trying to get me to come blow my hard-earned on the slots. I never went there. But the tagline stays…. The Wonder of it All.

The wonder of it all…

^{And I wonder…}

Wonder. Wisdom begins with wonder. I wonder why my mind wanders, but wonder never wanders, leaping when it lingers.

Have you ever had a new fact open your eyes to a reality that wasn’t there before perception of said fact?

^{Of course you have.} _{We all have.} T_{^{hus is the acquisition of new knowledge.}} It’s how new knowledge becomes knew knowledge or known and owned knowledge that cannot be taken. This is viral knowledge that once acquired is carried through life like an inoculation. (Funny how English added the phallic point of the masculine K to harden the softly divine curves of silent G gnosis gnosisssss seductively sibilant with her receptive G-spotted inward jubilant.)

So let us play.

Inoculation, inculcation, vaccination, against indoctrination and alienation from sublimation of those self-destructive impulses imposed by a dying nation. All isms split light, prisms into components, schisms of nationalism… a very wise man likened it to measles… an infantile disease… infantilism.

But here we go round the wheel of karma… ^Wondering _{Wandering ^Wisdom} ring around the psyche ashes ashes we all are as ^above so _below and above and beyond the here and now we all fall down _{^down down}stream. “Just relax and float,” he said, but it wasn’t Paul who was dead, oh boy it went to his head. _{I never knew it was John who buried the cranberry sauce.}

When I allow myself to follow the structure of my thoughts rather than the structure of grammar I catch a glimpse of what lies beyond truth. Does my unconscious know grammar? Can he write?

Grammar can be binding. She casts a spell, crocheting conveying portraying just saying without paying too much attention to rules, commandments, demands meant so much when I was “awake”… _{give me it a break.}

But I think of the spell and my spelling has never been that good. I write like I speak and my speech reflects a musically mimetic ear that matches the prevailing trailing winds of acceptable grammar so if I write like I speak I usually get something there even if the punctuation is off.

SonofaHEX why must spelling VEX me, cast aside this obfuscation… I’ll create a sigil (yesss I hear you giggle) with my aura wiggle up the Kundalini ziggle. Roy G. Biv DeVoe, it’s driving me out of my mind, give me an antidote for I’ve lost my poise in this end of the long ^{and winding} road.