Alphabet City

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  Lyrical impressions

  August 29, 2015 at 11:47 am

  The title of the poem makes me think of the book “Radio Free Albemuth” (by Philip K. Dick) that I’ve just read.
  In the book, certain people are tuned intothe transmissions from an ancient alien satellite. These people are trying to overturn a tyrranny on earth (with a Nixon-like figure on a McCarthyan quest).

  It’s interesting, though, how being tuned into the same thing, can sometimes be a very good thing, and sometimes be pretty effing bad. How so many people all think the same, dress the same, act the same, and are little more than copies of each other.
  All doing exactly what’s expected, and what they’re “supposed” to do.

  I think you (and the poem) are rather right, that too many poets (and all other sorts of people) are thinking too much the same. Only doing what other people are expecting. Only doing what other people do. Never really thinking for themselves, or even tuning into freedom.
  Radio “Free your own mind”.

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    Chagall

    August 29, 2015 at 1:57 pm

    Lyrical – thank you for that comment. I am fascinated by your interpretation, on the one hand how people fall into that drab line of the common, or elevate themselves, each through emulation of the respective crowd – tuning into the same AM or FM station. My original intent though was to remark more on the synchronicity of things that is sometimes alive in our existence, like when I jot off a quick post first thing in the morning, and then read those I follow in the Reader, only to find out that 10 of us had the same theme in mind. I will definitely pick up the PK Dick book. Thanks for that. —CC

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  yeoldefoole

  August 29, 2015 at 6:00 pm

  should we pay you royalties for these thoughts? ;$

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    Chagall

    August 29, 2015 at 6:44 pm

    I think we all are in arrears to a higher source. 🙂

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      yeoldefoole

      August 29, 2015 at 6:45 pm

      Aye!

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