Week 37: The Little Side of Your Little Eyes

Here’s the text from an idea I mentioned in last week’s post. I’m posting it in my continued efforts to share work in progress, and since I didn’t have any new recorded stuff this week, here’s this. This text, however, doesn’t immediately connect (in my mind) with the Stayed and Gone theme that has taken most of my focus recently. This text is probably closer to Anaconda’s stories about Music from a Catholic School Education. This is sort of typcial behavior on my part, start going off on tangents. And sometimes I wonder where the tangents will go, if anywhere. Probably nowhere is most often the answer, but who knows, and I kind of like it, so I’m sharing it.

I’ve always been interested in the line between truth and lies. Lies that become truth, truths that become lies. Lies that can’t be proven to be untrue, but you know they are. Truths that are too fantastic to be believed, but you have to believe them. Stuff like the books of Carlos Castaneda, and Zecharia Sitchin. Stuff like the multiverse, Jesus, psychosis, prophets, gravity, quarks, theosophy, phrenology, hyperreal numbers, paradoxes, infinity, time, the list goes on. Stuff like that story that guy on the bus is telling you. The line between truth and fiction seems a lot thinner than most of us might want to believe. Anyways, the above is probably completely misleading when it comes to the text that follows since I know I am no philosopher and I’m just interested in that stuff in a hobbyist sort of way, not to try to prove anything. But to me it’s all connected, even though what follows is just a little text about little lies.


Don’t you see right next to you,
Sitting little next to you
Lies to you a little liar?

A little boy a little hidden
With little lies since being little,
He built up that little liar.
And somewhere in the little soul of the little liar
Lies the little boy a little alone,
A little weak, and a little skinny.
And next to you he’s sitting little
But you can’t see him
Not out of the little side of your little eyes.

The little liar lies a little nervous,
Telling little lies like he told since very little,
Little by little creating the little monster
That pretends a little with a little confidence,
That he has a little something to say about the little boy
That is a little hidden somewhere in a little recess,
Somewhere in a little corner of his little soul.
And still next to you he’s sitting little
But you, still can’t see him
Not out of the little side of your little eyes.

And the little liar lies a little confused,
About his little truth that’s really just a little lie,
But which in his little life is a little like reality itself.
A little reality wrapped a little in a lot of little lies.
So the little liar suffers a little,
Not a big little, but a little little.
A very little, little little.
Cause he has a little feeling about the little reality
That’s a little hidden inside his little soul,
A little hidden by a little nervousness,
A little hidden by a little confusion,
A little hidden by little lies.
And still, next to you he sits little?
Can’t you see him? Look a little.
Then look a little more.
Maybe you should look out of the little side of your little eyes.

And then the little fable is over
And there he is the little fraud
A little proud to have tricked you a little,
A little proud to have hidden for a little,
A little proud to have lied a little,
A little proud to have pretended just a little
That next to you he was sitting little.
But now you see him just a little.
There he is so little little, so tiny tiny little little.
You do see him a little, right?
Do you see him out of the little side of your little eyes?

*painting is La Vérité by Jules Joseph Lefebvre

6 thoughts on “Week 37: The Little Side of Your Little Eyes”

  1. That was a weird post.

    You know, the Mutter museum in Philadelphia, which I love to talk about any chance I get, has a cool wall devoted to Phrenology. When I first visited there, I thought the whole concept kind of offensive but really interesting nonetheless. Kind of like one of those places we have to explain why we are going there in a way that supports scientific exploration.. so as to avoid …. the villagers with torches. There has been a program on recently about the Mutter museum, and if you haven’t seen it, you should. I would provide links but I’m in a hurry.

  2. Here’s a link to the Mütter Museum. I’ve never been, but i’ve heard its pretty cool.

    And really, as disturbing as the idea of judging peoples personlity based on the shape of their head might be, its really not all that different from some of the genetic analysis going on today. You know, things like whether there is a ‘gay’ gene, or a ‘murderer’ gene.
    And at the time phrenology was around at least science didn’t yet have the grip on reality it has today, so phrenologists were competing with palm readers, astrology, psychology, divination, theosophy and any number of pseudosciences jocking for position during the 2nd half of the 19th century. Though sadly phrenology did experience a little more success than most and was quite influencial on bigotry then and still to this day.

  3. The line between truth and fiction seems a lot thinner than most of us might want to believe.

    I believe it. I used to be a mostly non-fiction reader but now am a mostly fiction reader. People who have a point to make with facts, bend fact to their point making most non-fiction fiction. Fiction otherwise frees the writer to bring out purely what is inside which seems more true.

  4. Trenchant to Kilian above: Godard’s comment about how anybody who sets out to make a non-fiction film makes a fiction film, and vice-versa, and Herzog’s comment that his best documentary is FITZCARRALDO and his best narrative feature is LESSONS OF DARKNESS. (Could go on about Herzog at great length.)

    I should get back online the short film that I made about a man fascinated with a philosopher, Shin-Tai, and his 37 theories of deja vu. A lot of people watched it without realizing I made the whole thing up.

  5. right on dd and k. see borges or lem for more samples of fiction truer than non-fiction.

    and yeah dd, i’d like to see that, sounds cool. and in general i’d like to see any work any of the blog contributors are doing outside of the blog, writing, architecture, music, film, whatever… if you care about it, i’d like to learn about it.

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