Rodak's Doodles: The Eve of Destruction?

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I haven’t posted any of my doodles or sketches for some time now, but I woke up this morning in the mood to post this one – a study in blue Bic pen on yellow legal pad, dating from sometime in the 1970s:

My associative analysis of this work is that it shows my anima to be arrested at the Eve stage; I like ‘em a little hairy, and a bit more funky than not. She should bite with her teeth, rather than with her tongue. She should run only in order to be caught. She should be the half that completes a whole.

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Rodak Retreats

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Rant: Worth a Thousand Words

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Rodak's Doodles: "Excelsior!"

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Analyze this one at your own peril:

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Rodak's (Illuminated) Writings: Unrated

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Here is an old poem, the images of which were sketched onto the pages of a notebook in ballpoint pen:

Death Is Just Life Made Painless

listen now
there is a spell cast
in the room
whisperings of another voice
disembodied
the voice of the carnival
turning turning
or is it my voice
lost in the wine of a sorry dreamstate
we put down to earth
wings drooping
i can see your costume glittering
in the flash of dying eyes
are we circus folk or angels
or is it just the crowd
growing hollow as the tent collapses
we hear the tigers being
rolled away in their cages

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Reflections: Drop Out

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John Q. Public
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The fix remains solidly in. Washington is, indeed, a parliament of whores.

The thing to do--as it always has been--is to drop out of the system. Stop supporting it with your cooperation and participation and allow the universal lack of response to the lies, disinformation, and false propaganda to throw a spotlight on the venality, greed, thievery and brutal amorality of the corporate class and their political parrots and butt-boys.

Once again, the people have spoken and their elected "representatives" have collectively shot them the bird.

Shoot back. Stay home next November, keep your money in your pocket, and post your outrage on the internet.

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Rodak's Doodles: Contra Darkness

RODAK DECONSTRUCTS LORD OF THE RINGS:

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UPDATE: This is a very old drawing and not on acid-free paper, as the yellowing indicates. For anyone having trouble making it out, the caption reads: Confident of success with Gandalf at his side, Frodo grimly challenges the forces of Darkness
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Rodak's Writings: The Suicide's Satori

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The Suicide’s Satori

I hover about my life
as the ghost malingers near the corpse—
not appalled, unamused.

Wondering how long the feeling can last,
I touch your hand.
Half hopeful, facing one more dawn,
I rise to kiss the sun.

Expecting to burn, I feel no heat.

Awaiting yet the vision manifest,
I perceive just light—
mere, yellow light.

Ah-ha. Ah-ha.

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John 12:25
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Quote(s) du Jour: Last Milosz

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Lest they be forgotten, here are the last couple of excerpts I pulled from the pages of Czeslaw Milosz' great novel, The Issa Valley, and never used:


If only a moment of everything’s happening could be arrested, fixed, examined in a glass jar; if only it could be peeled away from the moment before and the moment after, and the tissue of time stretched into an ocean of space! But no.

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We are given to live on the border of the human and the bestial, and it is good so.

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Rodak Asks: Who Dat?

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Today begins a new little feature--which will be short-lived--again based on my current "boxing backwards" project.

Found in one of those ancient boxes was a small cache of portraits, or cartoons (okay, then, "portroons") mostly in pencil, of some men who were prominent in the early-to-mid 1960s, when I sketched them. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to identify these personages in the comments section.

I've started you off with an easy one, which is actually one of the notebook margin doodles.

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Addendum: I should have noted that in addition to being the only notebook doodle in the series, this one is the only true caricature--the rest will all be portroons.

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Reflections: In the Red

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The Red Mandala was created long ago in a notebook, freehand, in red ballpoint pen. When it was finished, and I began to contemplate it, I was given this message:

This figure is a self-portrait; each of its formal imperfections maps a corresponding flaw in your soul.


Ah-so.

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