Don't Say the "M" Word!

The Labyrinth!

 

Whoever enters here honors me; whoever doesn’t- pleases me.

 

 

-Friedrich Nietzsche

 

 

          

      Live Yet Pre-recorded- Episode LX of:

 

 

 Don’t Say the “M” Word!

 

         

          A Silent Radio Hour: Live Yet Pre-Recorded

 

J: Hey we’re back!

          D: Live yet pre-recorded!

          J: Here on silent radio!

          D: We’re Jonathan and Drew!

          J: And some just keep calling us the Anal Brothers!

          POW: I think that might be me!

          J: Stop laughing Warren!

          D: Still don’t quite understand Jonathan?

          J: Really no need to Drew!

          POW: So if we might? Let’s Rock&Roll! “Mr.” NOAC please!

          J: Everybody Rock!

          J&D&POW&NOAC&MAC&W: ‘Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock on music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me I have no kick against modern jazz Unless they try to play it too darn fast And change the beauty of the melody Until they sound just like a symphony That's why I go for that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you want to dance with me If you want to dance with me I took my loved one over cross the tracks So she can hear my man a wailin' sax I must admit they have a rockin' band Man, they were goin' like a hurricane That's why I go for that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Way down South they gave a jubilee, The jokey folks they had a jamboree; They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup, The folks dancin' got all shook up And started playin' that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Don't care to hear 'em play a tango I'm in the mood to dig a mambo It's way to early for a congo So keep a rockin' that piano So I can hear some of that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me!’

          D: Just love that Chuck Berry!

          J: And who doesn’t?

          POW: He’s the best to be certain! But speaking of greatness! Let’s get back… Oh hell!

          J&D&POW&NOAC&MAC&W: ‘Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner But he knew it couldn't last. Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona For some California grass. Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged. Get back Jojo, go home Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Back to where you once belonged. Get back Jo. Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman But she was another man All the girls around her say she's got it coming But she gets it while she can Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged. Get back Loretta Your mother's waiting for you Wearing her high-heel shoes And her low-neck sweater Get back Loretta, Get back, get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged. Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged. Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged.’

          D: Once more!

          J: I’d like to say “thank you” on behalf of the group. And ourselves and I hope we passed the audition!

POW: Get back to Brother Andrew the Heretic and his defrocking by the Syrian Orthodox church for his insistence that Holy Scripture never taught the Eternal Damnation or ED of the soul.

J: Wouldn’t have imagined that “defrocking” could be used as a verb?

POW: How to “defrock” a monk and so claims the trained theologian Mark Oglesby or who we affectionately call: SASMO or the Stupid Ass Scratching Mark Oglesby!

D: Now what just a moment!

J: Yes Drew?

D: Isn’t SASMO’s middle name Andrew?

J: As in Brother Andrew?

POW: The Heretic?

MSC: Getting interesting I do believe!

D: But isn’t SASMO the Really Weird Dude?

J: Can he be both?

POW: Answers? SASMO please!

Mr.NOAC: Let’s move forward and we’ll see what comes of it!

 

Deep in the cave of the heart is Brahman, for ever alone, the unique I, the unique Self. Enter, O man, into this depth of thyself, with thought turned within, with mind sunk in the Self, at peace, fixed in the Self, having become thyself! OM

 

Mr.NOAC: It was at this time that Brother Andrew began to take notice of Classical Vendetta as represented by Sri Ramana Maharshi’s quote!

          D: Classical Vendetta NOAC?

Mr.NOAC: As in! Classical Hinduism! And ever since his explosion from the Malankara Syrian Orthodox Theological Seminary in Udayagiri India, Brother Andrew’s journey had taken a North-eastern direction whereas his path hopefully led directly to the Indian spiritual capital of Varanasi City on the Ganga River! Brother Andrew’s heart may have been broken but his willingness to continue his labyrinths journey gained vitality with each passing moment.

          D: Labyrinths journey?

Mr.NOAC: The Labyrinth symbol represents a circular path! The Labyrinth embodies a journey to our own center and back again into the world! The labyrinth has long been used as meditation and prayer tool! A labyrinth’s a model with which we can have a direct experience. We can walk it! It’s a metaphor for life’s journey. It’s a symbol that creates a sacred space and place and takes us out of our ego to That Which Is Within or TWIW!

          POW: Perhaps we’re getting a little deep here? This’ ‘A Silent Radio Hour’ after all!

Mr.NOAC: Has to be done! You want the Truth or T don’t you?

J&D: We “can’t” handle the Truth or T!

Mr.NOAC: Too bad! You’re getting the Truth or T whether or not you want or like it!

POW: We’re outta control once again! Nowhere to go but down the drain! “Mr.” NOAC please!

Mr.NOAC: Labyrinths and mazes have often been confused. When most people hear of a labyrinth they think of a maze.

D: I don’t!

J: Wouldn’t have imagined that you would have!

Mr.NOAC: A labyrinth’s not a maze! A maze is more of a puzzle which needs to be solved.

D: I know what a puzzle is!

POW: Good Drew! Higher and higher we go! “Mr.” NOAC please!

 Mr.NOAC: It has twists, turns, and blind alleys! It’s a left brain task that requires logical, sequential, analytical activity to find the correct path into and back out of the maze!

D: A puzzle you mean?

Mr.NOAC: A labyrinth has only one path: It’s unicursal.

J&D: unicursal?

Mr.NOAC: Unicursal’s rooted in a higher dimensional space and defined over and above more general fields.

J&D: What?

Mr.NOAC: The way in is the way out! There are no blind alleys. The path leads you on an oblique or roundabout path to the center and out again! A labyrinth’s a right brain task which involves intuition, creativity, and imagery.

D: Kinda in “our” sweet spot!

POW: Not getting that one Drew?

D: Intuition, creativity, and imagery’s what “our” show’s based on! We simply wing it!

J: A wing and a prayer gets us by! EveryTime or ET!

POW: Moving forward if that’s possible? “Mr.” NOAC please!

Mr.NOAC: With a maze many choices must be made and an active mind’s needed to solve the problem of finding the center! It’s therefore a materialistic if not worldly activity. With a labyrinth there is only one choice to be made: The choice is to enter or not enter! A more passive, receptive, and spiritual mindset’s needed. The choice is whether or not to walk a spiritual path. At its most basic level, the labyrinth’s a metaphor…

D: Metaphor?

POW: An expression Drew! A figure of speech!

Mr.NOAC: For the journey to the center of your deepest self, your soul and back out into the world where a broadened understanding of who and what you are comes forth! And hopefully; from where you come!

POW: And all of this was said to demonstrate?

          Mr.NOAC: To disclose the hunger in Brother Andrew’s belly which grew daily! But also to demonstrate the yearning for continual awakening that enlightenment might shine in his universal belief that humankind might progress positively in its Evolution toward Unqualified Awareness of Perceptive Consciousness or EUAPC!

          J&D&POW&MSC: Evolution toward Unqualified Awareness of Perceptive Consciousness or EUAPC?

          Mr.NOAC: You know! A positive evolution into the 4th Aeon!

          D: I’ve heard that one before!

          J: Read it Drew! In Zen & the Art of Mastur…

          D&POW&MSC: Don’t Say the “M” Word Jonathan!

          J: Wouldn’t think of it! ‘Experience the End of the Aeon at the Spank the Monkey Café!’

          D: One of those many coincidences we seem to be having!

Mr.NOAC: Just follow along alright!

J&D&POW&MSC&W: Whatever!

Mr.NOAC: Therefore it became the irony of physical hunger which led Brother Andrew off his path to Varansi and into the employ of Com.com in the city of Visakhapatnam, India located on the Bay of Bengal.

D: Now that even I can understand!

POW: Are you certain Drew?

D: What?

MSC: It’s like this Drew! He was hungry! He got a job! And presto! All’s well that end’s well! Com.com, the Filthy Corporation or FC (Ever So Stated in Wanton Sarcasm) to the rescue!

POW: With low pay! Poor to zero benefits! Harsh working conditions! Little or no respect… Oh balls!

J: And everybody sing!

J&D&POW&Mr.NOAC&MSC&W: ‘Endangered species, caged in fright Shot in cold blood, no chance to fight The stage is set, now pay the price An ego boost, don't think twice Technology, the battle’s unfair You pull the hammer without a care Squeeze the trigger that makes you man Pseudo-safari, the hunt is canned The hunt is canned All are gone, all but one No contest, nowhere to run No more left, only one This is it, this is the countdown to extinction Tell the truth, you wouldn't dare The skin and trophy, oh so rare Silence speaks louder than words Ignore the guilt, and take your turn Liars anagram is “lairs” Man you were never even there Killed a few feet from the cages Point blank, you’re so courageous So courageous All are gone, all but one No contest, nowhere to run No more left, only one This is it, this is the countdown to extinction One hour from now Another species of life form Will disappear off the face of the planet Forever and the rate is accelerating All are gone, all but one No contest, nowhere to run No more left, only one This is it, this is the countdown to extinction!’

          D: Love that ‘Countdown to Extinction’ by Mega Death or MD!

          MSC: FAKE NEWS ALERT! “Our” Great Corporations or GC will never allow this to happen!

          POW: You mean “our” One Vast Corporate Monopoly or OVCM named…

          J: Com.com!

          D: I thought it was Amazon.com or what Jonathan calls that up and coming but many say ‘Better look out!’ but Jonathan says: Bullshit company?

          Mr.NOAC: Drew?

          Drew: Yes NOAC?

          Mr.NOAC: The two are the same one! Com.com’s the factious company I made up in my whistles-blowers, insiders Tell Of Tales or TOT about life inside Amazon.com!

          D: What?

          Mr.NOAC: You know! A fun read if there ever was one! ‘Zen & the Art of Mastur…

          J&D&POW&MSC&W: Don’t Say the “M” Word NOAC!

Mr.NOAC: Wouldn’t think of it! And that’s “Mr.” NOAC to you! ‘Experience the End of the Aeon at The Spank the Monkey Café, a Farce or Love Story, I’m Not Certain which’ deftly wields tongue-in-cheek humor which’s a lyrically acrobatic read taking aim at the absurdity of working and living in our highly technological, commercialized society! The plot hop scotches across time and space with a cast of characters foolish and farcical! Zen & the Art’s a satire tour de force in the vein of Tom Robbins or Joseph Heller’s Catch-22 as it holds a funhouse mirror up to our modern on-line retail monopoly and our own insatiable hunger for Stupid Ass Scratching Stuff or SASS just one click of the mouse away!

D: Really?

          Mr.NOAC: Yes, really! Similar to the works of Kurt Vonnegut, Joseph Heller, Douglas Adams and Tom Robbins; Mark Oglesby, better known to his blog readers from ‘Don’t Say the “M” Word’ on WordPress.com and Linkedin.com as SASMO or Stupid Ass Scratching Mark Oglesby, uses satire, farce, dark-humor and ridiculous mockery in order to demonstrate the circus like atmosphere existing in the hyper-driven universe known as Amazon.com! As stated by one of his many readers: ‘I laughed so hard I nearly wet myself! I also cried because I live through this nonsensical nightmare daily!’ By the way! On sale now at Amazon.com, Book-Finder, Google Books and most book dealers around the globe! ISBN: 978-1-4809-4141-0! A fun read if there ever was one! Buy in bulk!

          D: Impressive!

          J: Not really!

          POW: So then! Where are the rest of us headed?

          J&D: Downtown on…

          POW: Oh balls again!

          J&D&POW&NOAC&MSC&W: Skid Row or SR! ‘Alarm goes off at seven and you start up-town. You put in your ten hours for the powers that have always been. (Sing it child) 'Til it's six-pm... "Then you go..." Amazon! Where the folks are broke. You go Amazon! Where your life's a joke. You go Amazon! Where you buy a token. You go... Home to Skid Row. "Yes you go..."  Amazon! Where the cabs don't stop. Amazon!  Where the food is slop.  Amazon! Where the hop-heads flop in the snow... Down on Skid Row. Amazon! you cater to a billion jerks.  Amazon! you're messengers and mailroom clerks. Eating all your lunches at the hot-dog carts. The bosses take your money and they break your hearts. And Amazon! you cater to a billion whores. You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors. The jobs are really menial you make no bread. And then at six-o'clock you head "By subway..."  Amazon! Where the guys are drips.  Amazon! Where they rip your slips. Amazon! Where relationships are no go. Down on Skid Row. Poor, all my life I've always been poor. I keep askin' God what I'm for. And he tells me, "Gee, I'm not sure." "Sweep that floor, kid!" Oh! I started life as an orphan, A child of the street, here on Skid Row! He took me in gave me shelter A bed, crust of bread and a job.  Treats me like dirt and calls me a slob, Which I am... So I live Amazon! That's your home address, you live Amazon! When your life's a mess, you live Amazon! Where depression's just status quo. Down on Skid Row. Someone show me a way to get outta here. 'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here. Please won't somebody say I'll get outta here. Someone gimmie my shot, or I'll rot here! (Amazon!) Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here. (There's no rules for us) (Amazon!) I'll start climbin' up hill and get outta here. ('Cause it's dangerous) (Amazon!) Someone tell me I still could get outta here. (Where there rainbow just doesn't show) Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here! (When you get...) (Amazon!) Gee it sure would be swell to get outta here. Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here. I'd move heaven and hell to get outta Skid. I'd do I don't know what to get outta Skid. But a hell of a lot to get outta Skid. People tell me there's not a way outta Skid. But believe me I gotta get outta (Amazon!) Skid Row!’

          POW: And what happens next?

J&D&POW&NOAC&W: The Hunger Games!

Mr.NOAC: And while laboring for the up and coming but some say ‘Better look out!’ but Jonathan says: Bullshit! start-up here in the land of India for Brother Andrew it was hit and miss as Com.com’s first venture into a foreign market held enormous risk! But still, the price of success fathomed the very depths of failure whereas Bruce Jefferys, Princeton Paris and Jarred Jones stayed the course in online retail. In other words, everyone at the Visakhapatnam site never knew from day to day whether their employment would continue or not?

D: I feel sorry for poor ole SASMO! I mean Brother Andrew!

          Mr.NOAC: Don’t! You see! For Brother Andrew the situation held little regard as a few rubes for bread and water sustained the former monk on his journey to enlightenment and hopefully an understanding of the Universal Soul or US in the guise of the human person: TheAnthropos!

          J&D: TheAnthropos?

          Mr.NOAC: TheAnthropos! To be human!

          D: Why didn’t you just say: ‘To be human?’

Mr.NOAC: Problem though, seems Brother Andrew had a little too much going for him as Com.com held him and his quality of work, his ability to analyze while scrutinizing, investigating and thusly communicating what’s-to-be-done; in such high regard that promotion after promotion led him to a state of inebriation whereas work had become his narcotic of choice.

MSC: A good thing! Addiction to work!

          Mr.NOAC: Five years hard labor in Visakhapatnam had taken its toll as Brother Andrew’s transfer request, denied and denied again, left a hopelessness in the depths of his being which pulsated with ever increasing ferocity!

          J&D: Help the SASMO!

Mr.NOAC: In short, the former monk had to leave India or he would die! And while the solution seemed simple enough; still, holding Com.com hostage with the threat of ‘transfer me or I quit!’ didn’t sit well with Brother Andrew whose long history of obedience to the church and its bishops had disfigured him for life!

POW: And that’s a rap for today! See you next time here on ‘A Silent Radio Hour’ more or less at The Spank the Monkey Café! Bye now!

 

 

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To our cherished listeners out there hopefully if not finally glad to “not” be “VIEWING” “their” Com.com’s Live Streaming Service or CCLSS! But instead listening to our ‘A Live Silent Radio Hour’ which’s live yet pre-recorded here at The Spank the Monkey Café in the heart of downtown Seattle, Washington of the United States of We Americans Never Walk the Labyrinth Here or USWANWLH in: America!! I’m Producer Only Warren or POW and many thanks once again to “our” cherished listeners who are finally delighted that ‘A Live Silent Radio Hour’ which’s live yet pre-recorded has returned! We’re so sorry you had to live through that nasty “VIEWING” pardon the language, Crap or C! I mean to say! Really SORRY! But I wish to thank all of you for tuning in once more while again leaving any semblance of rational thought at the door as for the sake of TheJefferys: How in the hell can you listen to silent radio? Never understood that one but hey folks! We’re back! (Inspirational Pause!) And please cherished “LISTENERS”, come back next time to hopefully Find-Out-the-Facts or FOFs concerning the nature and cause of our Collective Delusion or CD as we Tell Our Tale or TOT of Misery or M here in a land known as America! Please stay safe and always watch out for those Frenzied, Extremely Agitated Regrettables or FEAR who see their own reflection in the Mirrored Sunglasses or MSs of those who would Un-Naturally or UN ridicule our Blessed Way of Life here on Silent Radio or SR! And please! Make sure to thank TheJefferys! And so I’m pretty certain! And Good Night Irene!

 

 

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D: Jonathan?

          J: Yes Drew?

          D: Are we still having fun?

          J: Not certain? SASMO’s kinda getting off the Reservation or R if you ask me!

          POW: R as in RELIGION!

          D: I’m feeling that way myself!