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Given free will — but within certain limitations — I cannot will myself to limitless mutations. I cannot know what I would be if I were not me, I can only guess me.
So when I say that I know me, how can I know that? (What kind of spider understands arachnophobia?) I have my senses and my sense of having senses. Do I guide them? Or they me?
The weight of dust exceeds the weight of settled objects. What can it mean, such gravity without a centre? Is there freedom to un-be? Is there freedom from will-to-be? Sheer momentum makes us act this way or that way. We just invent or assume a motivation. I would disperse, be disconnected — is this possible? What are soldiers without a foe?
Had I been free, I could have chosen not to be me. Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill. Let me off please, I am so very tired.
The practice of playing weird tracks on a pub jukebox to annoy the other pub goers.
This is a reference to musician Robert Wyatt and his Dondestan album, typical of the kind of record a Wyatter would choose. Other common choices include the most well-known exponents of free-jazz, improv/noise music and Euro-prog-metal. (Though the latter is chosen because it is considered naff, uncool and embarrassing, which goes against the concept of quality Wyatting.)
Robert Wyatt was quoted as saying “I think it’s really funny, I’m very honoured at the idea of becoming a verb.” However, when asked if he would ever try it himself, he said “Oh no. I don’t really like disconcerting people. Although often when I try to be normal I disconcert anyway.”
Via The Guardian, Urban Dictionary, Wikipedia. Buy Dondestan. More Robert Wyatt.
“Will you leave? Will you stay? There may come a day when I’m weak and I’m stupid no longer.”
Robert Wyatt, Gharbzadegi
“We get so out of touch, words take the place of meaning.”
Robert Wyatt, Sea Song
“Joking apart — when you’re drunk you’re terrific. When you’re drunk I like you, mostly late at night — you’re quite alright. But I can’t understand the different you in the morning, when it’s time to play at being human for a while.”
