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Finding The Way

1: 'Finding the Way'


Rhythm means relationship. The shorts are up in levity (in the heavens). This point of view sets:

 

The Sanguine lives most easily in levity. The longs are in densest gravity. The Melancholic is the deepest in gravity. The Choleric generally has to come down to burn substance; but fire won't burn if it stays too much in gravity. The Phlegmatic generally flows best and makes good waves, by staying more in the gravity than in levity, and tending to fall like rain. There are other points of view which I will take up later. Rhythms allow the possibility of ordering sequences of transformations into poetic qualities.

 

Working to understand the use of the Greek metres in art and therapy, there is a need to be versatile, ready for change which strengthens the etheric.

 

Metamorphosis is to be experienced in the progression of universal manifestations of colour, day and night, temperament and biography, and, of course, in the progression of incarnations.mm


(These experiments expressions of metre are based on some of the the 24 Greek metres as applied to the temperaments- 

 Using the dramatic qualities of inflexion, voice placement, and nuance and emphasis allows for a great deal of transformation in the flow of the language.

 

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Sanguinic: ...- Paon 3, borderline to Choleric


'look at the Light-butterflies Bright 

swing like the Breeze-living with Ease...

quick as a Wink-we'll find the Link.

this path is Clear-that's why we're Here!'


Melancholic:--.- Epitrit 3

 

'No I'm done Now-There Is no Mirth.

We've Lost our Way-Get Down to Earth.

Trials We have Seen-Are Back aGain.

Naught Will beCome-I Am so Glum

Just Watch your Step-Just Walk the Line...

We May sucCeed-If We're in Time.'

 

Phlegmatic:-.. Dactylus

 

Let us not-Always be-Fretting for-We've come far...

Others will-Always feel-Like they will.

We're alright-What's the fight? .What's the news-Snooze the blues..

Eating lunch-We can munch.-Under trees-We'll find ease.

 

Choleric: .- Iambic

 

we Must ad Just to Find this Path

now Stay aWake-the Hour is Late.

what Rights have We-what Choices Wait?

much More to Do for Freedom's Sake...

the Strength we Have the Present Tasks...

the Deeds to Do- the Questions Asked.

we'll Seek and Find the Way at Last!

 

(Emphasise the capitalised letters in all of the above and below!)


Combinations of the Temperaments Together:

 

...Tribacchus.     ..- Anapaest             .--. Antipast.            Mollosus

*everywhere-    that we Go-            we Can Always.     PerSeVere.

 Sanguinic.           Choleric.              Phlegmatic.                 Melancholic


  Iambic.                 Tribacchus.          Epitrit4.                  .--. Antipast

*to Do.                   all we can.             If We See fit.         and All Agree

Choleric.               Sanguinic.             Melancholic.        Phlegmatic

 

-.. Dactylus.           -- Spondaus.       ..-. Paon 4.         -.- Kreticus

*Day is done.        At Last.                 how i Want to.    Have some Fun!

Phlegmatic.           Melancholic           Sanguinic.            Choleric


..-. Paon 4.               -..-Choriambus -.-Amphibrachus -.--Melancholic

 Let's have Music   That would be Nice .-.the Tango   That is Too Much

Sanguinic                  Phlegmatic            Choleric             Epitrit2

 

---Mollosus.           --. Antibacchuis  .-..Paon2          .-.-Iambic

*Please Not That   Well Why not.    it's Party time   the Night-is Young..

Melancholic.              Phlegmatic        Sanguine          Choleric

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Melancholic and Choleric Moods - alternating)


-Friend, I have lost the way:                                Edwin Mair 

 

'Friend, I have lost the way.'

'The way leads on.

'Is there another way?'

'The way is one.'

'I must retrace my track.'

'It's lost and gone.'

'Back, I must travel back.'

'None goes there, none.'

'Then I'll make here my place.'

'The road runs on.'

'Stand still and set my face.'

'The road leaps on.'

'Stay here, forever stay...'

'None stays here, none.'

'I cannot find the way.'

'The way leads on.'

'Oh, places I have passed...'

'That journey's done.'

'And what will come at last?'

'The road leads on.'

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(Phlegmatic and Melancholic)

 

Overheard on a Salt Marsh.                                   Harold Monro


'Nymph, Nymph, what are your beads?'

'Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?'

             'No.'

'Give them me. Give them me. '

              'No.'

'Then I will howl all night in the reeds,

Lie in the mud and howl for them.'

 

'Goblin, why do you love them so?


'They are better than stars or water.

Better than voices of wind that sing,

'Better than any man's fair daughter,

Your green glass beads on a silver ring.'


'Hush, I stole them out of the moon.'


'Give me your beads, I want them.'

               'No.'

'I will howl in a deep lagoon

For your green glass beads, I love them so.'

'Give them me. Give them.'

                'No.'

 

© 2017 Katherine Rudolph Exploring The Word In Colour and Speech