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remuse re: muse

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COME, said the [[Muse]],
Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,
Sing me the Universal.
  
In this broad Earth of ours,
Amid the grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the [[seed Perfection|Friar's Journeybook/SeedOfPerfection]].

None born but it is born—conceal’d
or unconceal’d, the seed is waiting.
  
Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
Yet again, lo! the Soul—above all science;
For it, has History gathered in spiral roads, by long detours,
For it, the partial to the permanent flowing,
For it, the mystic evolution;
Not the right only justified—what we call evil also justified.
  
Forth from their masks, no matter what,
From the huge, festering trunk—from craft and guile and tears,
Health to emerge, and joy—joy universal.
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—Walt [[Whitman]], June 1874.
//See this [[commentary|http://books.google.com/books?id=r3UxAQAAMAAJ&pg=PA206]] almost 100 years old.//

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Remused is an adjective, like amused or bemused, but more intensely under the Muse's spell.  The form [[re: muse]] suggests a constellation of {{emph{//re-//}}} [[words|mitocos/reTable]] and "matters of muses."</part>
:what is muse matter?
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@@color(grey):From Old French //matere// "subject, theme, topic; substance, content, material; character, education," from Latin //materia// "substance from which something is made" … from ''//mater//'' "origin, source, mother" … the ''matrix of life''@@
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''Regard'' every [[Muse]] — among them,
the tenth force of our time, named [[Mitocos|mitocos]] —
[[reclaimed|anti-museums]] from museums to dwell among us
(with our sisters, brothers, sons, and daughters)
tilling the rich soil of ''recombinant'' [[art]],
giving forth flowers, music, mimesis:
''reawakening'' us to the //[[sublime|The Sublime Wants To Reach You]]//.

''Remember!''
//life is more true than reason will deceive
(or more secret than madness did reveal)//
~ [[e.e.c.|E.E. Cummings]]