Floating Lotus “Manifesto”

Author's introduction and "theory" of Floating Lotus Opera ethics/aesthetics

BUDDHIST TANKA TIBET

THEATRE IS SPACE ACTUALITY EXTENDING
into transformation to dive under walls of
negative pressures
 clouding us and
push upward heaving
shamanized spaces peaceful
intensities to transform the world back
into itself.

The Walls are our Bodies
running blood down space corridors.
And so we clear away
debris and manifest vast scale,
Mind like a canyon with eagles
floating thru.

Shouts from Yawp Cave under mouth,
under Earth. Those long cries.
Indians know how to pound on the earthdoor
to wake up those forces.

Gongs from the many-centered Sound
glong glong wang wang wang hanging from a
wooden bough.

Terrific speeds and sudden slowness,
this Mind
poured into and made round & bubbling
from a forming tribal consciousness
that floods this globe.
Black Man, Yellow Man, White Man,
suffering to walk free!

This Earth a mossy ball all wet and
goopy with clouds
sailing in silent black space.

And on this Earth we stand erect or sit erect
with throbbing spines
and minds that light up colors and
send out sights
and breath that makes hollow forest-sigh
trumpet boom bird-whisper.

Enough with us, we manifest Universe!

But Paranoia shrinks accomplishments of
love and wisdom
to a walnut-brained swipe in the dark
at some unbefriended Enemy —
and hasn’t this constant abstracting of man
into Enemy gone on long enough?

So rather than root out Enemy
root out Paranoia
which is the psychotic reversal,
both spiritual and political,
of the Truth
that we are all of One Mind
multiple manifestations, not “mysticism”
but fact
as we breathe in this sea of clouds.

So we attack Paranoia who shrinks itself
separate in fear.
Paranoia the wraithful manifestation of that
One power that also manifests trust.

This Theatre not like a pose facing into some
imaginary space
but like some space of the Imagination
facing into the Actual Moment.

And the Actors not Actors trained to impersonate,
to fake,
but people met on this strange road
cast into this suddenly accelerated
cosmos using their Imaginations as living
progenitors of self-forms
(archetypes) and for a moment becoming
masters of these forms
then withdrawing them and dissolving them
into themselves
and for a time after emancipated from frozen
forms and moving freely.

What happens when people have visions in a
rapture or fall in a meadow laughing.

The Sun rises thru our heads with its wild
arms outstretched benign.

The Sun appears above the horizon with its
wide beams outstretched benign.

And the Earth is so simple,
and to be aware of one’s holy manifestation
seems so obvious,
but mind-shrinkage sticks thru the Ages,
we shake and tremble the foundations
to loose that black tide,

we stand up brazen chanters setting loose
a cool wave,
everyone chants
in the dark den of himself

— but wolfish men eat children and
seraphim lambs caress foreheads.

The Vision of this Theatre is total world
vision of man
as singer struggler sleepy seeker
apocalypse within himself
on the scale of mountains valleys
cities civilizations
skimming on a leaf in the Void.

Which is photo realization of self
taken in a flesh (flash!)
and no image shows up —
there is no “self.”

Which is moving realization of Movement
in space that is Actual,
and out of this blast any new move can be made
to unknot the terror of man
and establish habitable space!

(written circa 1968)


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