Jerre Allen:
CLASS OF 1969
Rich East Campus High SchoolClass of 1969
Park forest, IL
San Francisco Art InstituteClass of 1989
San francisco, CA
Bard CollegeClass of 1985
Annandale-on-hudson, NY
Berkshire Community CollegeClass of 1982
Pittsfield, MA
Westwood Junior High SchoolClass of 1965
Park forest, IL
Jerre's Story
Life
Currently engaged in several on & off-line quests, including but not limited to;
perfecting my insouciance,
trodding a well-worn path of compassion,
loving my two amazing daughters(27 & 38) & now Granddaughter!
exalting our Sumerian(Abram) and even earlier origins,
no longer paying my dues & waiting for a call from the hall (IATSE, local 16)
but honor Union Labor in all forms everywhere across the Globe
thankful for once that A Pope Agrees!
Eschewing trickle-down economic theory
since the Wealthy .01% & the Corporations they've established
to hide all their money & resources around the world
have yet to share even a smidgeon of the vast riches...
Gleaning obscured truths from the Web of the Wise (Tuadhe d'Anu,)
Atoning for my indulgences with overtonal utterances,
visualizing my utopia (MT Meru? Biosphere? Creative Rural Collective?)
inventing new hand mudras, Creating my own Glossolalia Mantras
"seeing" all life as sacred (even slime mold, nettles, poison ivy, bacteria...
but K. Rove, D. Cheney, A. Coulter? I don't think so. Gotta draw the line somewhere.)
clarifying my immaculate ghee
worshipping various Goddesses (Innana, Green Tara, Barat-Anna, Demeter, Venus, Kuan Yin,et al)
overflowing precious mercy
deciphering hidden mysteries from soap bottles (ALL ONE!)
nurturing my mischievious inner smile,
unfolding an everlasting world peace (Kalachakra mantra,)
honoring Sophia, & the sacred feminine aspect,
optimizing my ever-burgeoning Qi,
fumbling to grok new technologies (DLP's, ELF's, PGM's, ETC's,)
while using discernment to reject others (GMO's, DQF's,
reconnecting to the mystical Nagual,
sharing sumptuous food & drink with friends and colleagues,
Transforming wood block prints into 3-D paper masks of myriad dieties,
creating peaceful sanctuaries
overexposing various conspiracies (Da Vinci code, Nov. '63, 9/11, Aids, etc.)
sorting ancient histories from purported mythologies,
purifying my Essene 'essence' with Ormus Materials
"respecting" my enemies (Tea Party Whack-Jobs, Monopoly Capital Apologists
Terrorists in all disguises, Bullies in every form, including amorphous ones,
The Old Garde .01% Elitists, the new Corporate Fascists)
striving towards awareness, balance & impeccability,
revering the Elven Race (ylbigens, Royal Scythians, Celts, etc)
cultivating biodynamically-grown herbs & flowers,
enervating my inherent Bonpo,
assembling imp-ossible collages
practicing my tao yin (harmless s'elf defense,)
redefining my perception of intimacy,
living by the Grail Code & 4 Agreements
improvising atonal piano "masturpieces,"
opposing monopoly capitalism/corporatism/fascism,
seducing the Surrealist muse of Breton, Varo, Bunuel, Desnos, Magritte, Arp,
Carrington, Satie, Man Ray, Oppenheim, Ernst, Tanning, Duchamp,Lacan et al...
Agog over Evelynn Glennie & ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂTouch the SoundÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ DVD
de-signing my own quirky semiotics,
forming.... a folk/world/blues/jazz/rock/trance band,
forgiving my own transgressions,
acknowledging my idyllic radicalism,
dreaming Dogon cosmologies,
consorting with kindred & beneficent female spirits,
patenting my anti-gravity device (based on levity)
supporting indigenous cultures worldwide (Shundahai Network,)
tuning my xomus (jew's harp,)
mythopoeically gestating my inner child,
deconstructing my portable tabula rasa,
realizing my destiny (making light of the darkness)
welcoming my spirit animal totems
(Badger, elf-owl, Dragonfly, Wolverine, Great Blue Heron,
Snow Leopard, Barred Owl, Lynx, Bushmaster, Platypus,S...Expand for more
creech-owl, Glowworm,,)
Deploring rampant & crass consumerism,
giving alms to the indigent, downtrodden, exiled, abandoned
developing alternative fuel-cell tecnologies (Iridium? Rhodium?)
reseaching my Celtic/Scythian heritage,
eulogizing fallen heros (remember The Burning Times!)
Building sustainable communities,
befriending Buddha as he did I
finding a cure for some cancers (rhodium Nanotechnology? Tumeric? Cannabis?)
playing hardcore fantasy baseball (one year probationary period for using consciousness enhancing drugs)
recycling my paper, bottles, cans, plastics, bags, compost & perpetual prana,
Searching for a vintage ballcap from the House of David Team/Sect,
discovering alchemical secrets (Manna=Philosophers Stone=ORMUS)
honoring friendships present, past & future, all-at-once
glorifying the pristine Natural order of things
rediscovering, a la Vonnegut, my carass
(1 reason why I'm here,)
... and so it goeson & on & onan on anon...
"If your memory serves you well,
we will meet & again and then..."
B. Dylan "Wheels on Fire"
Rich East High School
The one thing which stands out about my HS experience is how insulated it was from the real reality of the world I've come to know. We learned so little about nature, and it's intricate linkage to the spiritual aspects which pervade our existence, and give life meaning. We were all dumb innocents being lead to slaughter, in untenable wars or through corporate lobotomizing rituals, beginning there and followed up throughout college and graduate school.
The most disturbing aspect of our HS days was revealed to me personally in incidents which involved abusive behavior, bullying, thuggery, violence, hidden agendas & outright conspiracies which still persist to this day.
Classism, racism, sexism and especially Anti-Semitism, which was insidiously covert or alarmingly overt at times.
So many of my friends and mys'elf were victimized by that undercurrent of intolerance, injustice and violence. Moving first to Chicago, then to SF opened me up to how diverse and open-ended our true culture is. Unfortuntely, even that has been coopted by corporate interests and a pathetic popular culture which has homogenized everything.
Now I'm appalled at the state of affairs regarding organized labor in this country. Because large corporations were allowed to move their factories overseas to save billions on wages over the last several decades, we're all now forced to knuckle under to those same interests who've driven their costs down and their profits through the roof. The prevailing idiot-ology now discourages workers from banding together to oppose oppressive wage cuts, reform health care, support a green economy, stop the money drain from imperialist, illegal & immoral wars or to even deride the military-industrial complex Eisenhower warned us about long ego.
My fondest memory of Rich East HS was "sitting in" at Al Sandefer's Office. I'm not even sure what the protest was all about now, perhaps that Dress Code debate, or something equally trivial, probably. But it proved to us all that we could do something non-violently, as a group of individuals, to draw attention to our concerns and try to change the prevailing social order. It sure took them by surprise! Trimble was trembling! Though it seemed like we were just kids playing at being revolutionaries, it really was about expressing ours'elves creatively through social protest. TV taught us well, better than the school system, perhaps. Focus Attention Upon Things "Out-of-Order!"
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