Sunday, November 29, 2015
Follow the [Thought] Leader
At The Kreation Korner, we value well-researched discourse on a variety of subjects--not just Kreationism. Any time our braintrust can be leveraged to assist fellow inquisitive minds in their quest for knowledge we're glad to help! We're not writing this post apropos of nothing--it is in reaction to an article from 2013 a staffer discovered recently on the Boise City Dept. of Arts & History website:
In the article, the writer gives a brief history of a local freight company who, at one time, occupied a railroad warehouse in downtown Boise which itself became a victim of the latest destructive swath of new development some years back. As it pertains to us, the article cites as one of it's main sources our own Chris Peebles' Loading Area blog. They even prominently used one of Chris' royalty-free photographs! The Kreation Korner and its family of affiliates are glad to support knowledge kreation on important subjects like urban history and intend to remain a free and public informational resource, all the while rocking your world with only the best in kreative kontent.
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Exhortation Korner
We are truly stoked today to present a new kontributor to The Korner. All that is really known about this kontributor is their name--Rev. Ambo Dais. Some of us here had heard the legend of Ambo Dais--an enigmatic preacher walking the earth, dispensing wisdom, but remaining unseen and unknown all the while. Religious historian Sister Crispin describes Dais as "a unique star system in the constellation of elusive, ambiguously-affiliated avant-garde persons of the cloth. Think Jesus of Nazareth meets Aleister Crowley...at a service plaza on the Pennsylvania Turnpike." Imagine our surprise when we discovered a request for an occasional blog feature from such a notorious figure in our lowly inbox! We're confident this first installment will do your spirit some serious good, even if you're sorted amongst the most sekular of our staff and/or readers. May the splendors of Kreation become manifest:
Multitudinous good vibes to you, Dear Entities. The primary audience for this sermon are those participating to any degree in the dominant culture of the so-called United States of America, but, as in all things, universal lessons may be gleaned.
I offer you a reflection on the so-called Holiday Season...
What is a holiday but a day?
What is a day but a measuring unit of time?
What is time but an ocean?
What is an ocean but a body of water?
Are not many of you, Dear Entities, composed mostly of water?
Are you, then, not an ocean? A unit? A day?
Is not everything everything?
Are not all entities, then, a single entity?
Meditate on these things for nine earth minutes, and then eat exactly four Pillsbury crescent rolls, Dear Entity.
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Poet's Korner
Here's another poem by Chris Peebles' dad from the archives. Trigger warning: it's pretty sentimental. But maybe sentimentality isn't the worst thing in this cynical world! Get some:
"Desert Shores"
In the desert you wander
under the star field
the pin-pricked facade
of night presents peepholes
a multitude through which all is
abundantly clear in this
wasteland
a crack of a staff on a crag
a crystalline cascade courses
from the collective construct
washes over the corporeal
confines
loosen your clenching your
quaking quivering quarters
let dermis dissolve as
a drop in the ethereal
estuary
linger on in this
liminal land for
a moment
a month
a lifetime until
the Walls of Jericho crumble
the serene state of being
coterminous with the
universe
--Chris Peebles, Sr. (1972)
"Desert Shores"
In the desert you wander
under the star field
the pin-pricked facade
of night presents peepholes
a multitude through which all is
abundantly clear in this
wasteland
a crack of a staff on a crag
a crystalline cascade courses
from the collective construct
washes over the corporeal
confines
loosen your clenching your
quaking quivering quarters
let dermis dissolve as
a drop in the ethereal
estuary
linger on in this
liminal land for
a moment
a month
a lifetime until
the Walls of Jericho crumble
the serene state of being
coterminous with the
universe
--Chris Peebles, Sr. (1972)
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