Passion dollars, noble serpent

"The phrase I heard used several times was 'Passion dollars'; they want to try to get 'The Passion' dollars if they can," said Ms. Nicolosi, referring to her conversations about the film."

i don't think i'm even going to comment on that one.

have been reading some interesting stuff: "Camp Messianism," which is about contemporary poetry, linked over at sugarhigh. wanting to respond to various points and comments on negativity, and finding, of course, that there was no where to begin, i went looking for help, and there in my favorites was Nagarjuna. so i'm reading that long, clear, fruitful article on the "noble serpent." check it:

"Nagarjuna saw in the concept sunya, a concept which connoted in the early Pali Buddhist literature the lack of a stable, inherent existence in persons, but which since the third century BCE had also denoted the newly formulated number 'zero,' the interpretive key to the heart of Buddhist teaching, and the undoing of all the metaphysical schools of philosophy which were at the time flourishing around him."

newly formulated number zero!! skepsis never sounded so good, so accurate. let's all sit around and investigate causality.

also: listening to the Mixtape to End All Mixtapes, "Genrecalia" by ross, which i am just beginning to unpack along with my suitcases, and john adams' "On the Transmigration of Souls," which i mostly dig for its sudden, traumatic, symphonic siren climax. much too loud (pathology and striking anywhere the last trust). who has tickets to Doctor Atomic?

from the same coast, a nice compliment, and worth contemplating: "i just don't hear much -- well -- prose from you. poetry, yes (though i see little); expository papers or articles from you, yes. the occasional letter or email. but a whole _blog_ ! i'm just very astonished to see this window into some of your thoughts, on a level i've never seen you make public before, at least, with any regularity."

how many windows does it take? here's another.

since i've missed produce at reading terminal again, i'll continue. with an errand to run up at 22nd and fairmount today, i took a long lunch and walked northwest, made good on the rare opportunity to stop in at the cathedral of sts. peter & paul -- so cool and smelling like cleaning products -- and the free library, where there was a special display outside of the Literature room with dark/clover's The Matrix. who was it to whom i said, "just go with the flow," and responded, "there isn't one"? clearly, you're wrong.