Thursday, January 20,1972
Standard Deviation
many swirling energy
patterns-'different synaptic
transmissions energize-the
patterns develope, the
communication unending
forever in a mind stream drawn
blank by ages of the death, but
in the darkness a light-drawn
towards its mirror, there only a
mirror to be found, and the
windows of your soul-ageless in
beauty, romantic in thought-the
day dreams by, is sucked into
the ever foreboding night, day
an night, light an dark-in the
darkness there is light, the
likewise for lightness, as
thought; the vast darkness
unkown and unexplored-some
insanity beckons from these
reaches; and drawn to them to a
mirror-only facing yourself
now-the string breaks and the
bag of chemicals falls and
smashes-a bright cosmic flash
takes us to that darkness, and in
its many faceted madness
stories are to be told, a million
carats spinning, each with a tale.
Now that we have ascended to
the thirteenth star of bhudda,
the sun shrinks a little, a little
more, until the sun shows no
light, no path, the destination
now speeds to infinity ... i lack
words, my wisdom tells me to
pursue ... on the silver steps of
Rabalaicia, i’m sinking slower
and slower-i’m not walking
down these steps, but sinking on
an escalator-while i float by
many dream paths, the doors to
these thoughts and trips is
known-and still i must seek out
a journey among one door, why
must it be a door ... the nob
now glows in my naked
prescence-with no fear and
much curiosity i seek its brass
enlightenment~as if, even its
touch would end some illusion
and enlightenment would pass
me through this door, only to
find a hallway with many doors,
and many more dream quests to
be found . . . untangling my
selves from sweaty, ganglion
orbes, i walk towards my
question. Orvath, Segma, and
Olivion slip by as i have known
them well and journeyed to their
innermost secrets-their answers
were well suited, and as i
answered the answers, i knew
my search to yet be endless, but
the proper question led me to
Kroywen-the magic inquisitor
questioned me of my
search-asking only of me to lay
out myselves in their proper
succession to form my unending
oneness-my many selves, but
only one nature-trying to rise
from the chaos of this infinite
moment, in a strange
mesmerizing delight, he found
wisdom in my being-tainting it,
beleaguring it, pushing and
prying till i had nothing around
me . . . voidal pinnacle-i felt in
radical juxtaposition with
nothing, i was everything as i
sped thru the infinite
void-movies flamed by me as
comets, as i was a part in
each-motion became unending
as i stood still a moment, just a
being . . . wierd entity . . .
gasping breathes’-Kioywen
heaved a mightly laugh, of which
i became endlessly involved
in-my life died from me in his
mad laughter-his madness
encompassed me, life breathe
and tears splashed my naked
mind . . . wars raged-destructive
orders created barricades
impeded slightly by unsure
nothingness, i raised a tempered
thought, only to have it
snatched from my rally
twilight-beyond madness, i
found a knocking at my
door-this i knew not to be a
flight from my journey, but its
smart rapping made me
question-the door grew
awesome with answers-too soon
to be bleeding me-my sanity
was rapping away and leaving
with answers or my way-shift
into trip-i groped and felt a
numbness as it sucked life from
my being-now positive, i felt
this force field drawing me to
some form-with some oneness
of consciousness
release-energies implode-the
door slams behind me gone-in
the mist and haze, i could only
<see objects of unknown origin,
and there nebulous natures’
sprung forth to become lucid, to
slip back to the fog~my vision
impaired, i felt a slow burning in
my hand, as i slid back from the
river bank into the murky
waters~my one hand bloody by
two gunshot wounds-the
redcoats came charging -through
the woods-our reconnassance
spotted, i tried to swim away,
but the water turned to a thick
jelly-slowly drawing me down
and away ... as a ringing shot of
lead smashed into my skull
searing, thrashing, and ripping in
slow fourth dimensional
motion-my brain flesh
splattered on the jelly as i sank .
. . in slow fatigue, i bled-a sun
raped my bleached bones; my
being newly transplanted, i
found walking rather difficult
and odd, but stopped Under an
old oak tree and scratched a few
mischievious fleas-my paw had
been cut and was bleeding
profusely-so i attended the rest
of the day’s light silently licking
my wound-my fur was bloodied
and i felt a slight shudder od
cold as the night sore on, but the
bleeding had stopped and so i
tried sleep, even though there
was a slight swelling in my front
paw-i dared not to lay on it...
in sleep, i again heard Kroywen’s
laughter and no longer did i
listen; passing through the
warped lines of time only to
hear hideous laughter-though, i
did not stand defiant ... i woke
up to boyhood dreams, as my
life raced by me-the door bell
rings and i answer the door-its
only myself as i try and pull the
syringe from my broken dream .
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THE CAPITOLIST
FACULTY PROFILE dr. eo racey
by Michael Nonnemacher
and Michael Collins
One of the more familiar
beards on campus belongs to Dr.
Edgar Racey, the subject of this {
week’s Faculty Profile. Having
attended the University of
Texas, Ohio State, Stanford and
Claremont Grad School, Dr.
Racey received degrees in
English and Interdisciplinary
Studies with emphasis on
philosophy and psychology.
Racey joined the Penn State
faculty five years ago and
currently teaches courses in
English and Humanities. He was
also a one time chairman of the
Humanities Department here.
Since he began teaching here,
Dr. Racey has observed the
University gradually shifting
from a free, unstructured
institution, to one which is
increasingly incorporating the
traditional ideas of education
and administration typical of
American schools. He “thinks
it’s a pity” that this is occuring.
The university is one of the few
businesses today where the
customer is wrong and he is
afraid this might happen to our
school. He professes the idea
that the students are human
beings and should be treated as
such and not as numbers.
Commenting on education, he
sees it as an understanding and
hence a liberation from past
conditioning. Racey feels that
the ultimate goal of education
should be freedom, and that the
university should provide
diversified paths for the student
to follow to free themselves
from past conditioning and
enable them to develop
personalities of their own. Dr.
Racey takes what the student
says seriously and tries to appeal
to what is important to them.
He also encourages processes of
growth and freedom in students
and feels that the individual is
more important than the
subject. According to Dr. Racey,
the subject should be used as an
instrument of greater
understanding.
The students at Capitol
Campus have been a source of
joy to him and he is impressed
by their intelligence, though
sometimes it is a naive and
unsophisticated intelligence. Dr.
Racey_ feels that there is an
immense source of untapped
potential here for creativity and
understanding but the student is
trapped in the procedures of
learning rather than the joys of
learning, where more emphasis
should be placed.
Outside of class, Dr. Racey
has no hobbies contending that
“my work is my hobby”, and
that the monetary rewards are
insignificant. His only outside
interests are in subjects such as
mythology and those
non-Westem religions which lead
to inner liberation, meditation,
and the heightening of
consciousness. By the way, Dr.
Racey also conducts classes in
yog? every Wednesday and
Sunday night, anyone interested
can contact him in room W-356.
Dr. Racey
At present Dr. Racey resides
in Meade Heights, where he has
been living for the past three
years with his wife and children,
and enjoying the open houses
and interchanges with the
students. Dr. Racey is happy to
be at Capitol Campus and has no
other plans for the immediate
future.
Smilin’
Faces
by Steve Wesley
and Steve Rosensweig
Happy New Year and
Welcome new students-also the
returning lettermen.
You can tell the seniors-they
are the ones who are back with
shaved heads. We have to
impress the interviewers.
You can also tell those of us
who went to the Cotton
Bowl-Look for black eyes. You
can’t see the bruised ribs.
My partner, Steve
Rosensweig, is student-teaching
so I’m willing to accept nit or
wit for this column.
Welcome back Nancy Colnes
I went to the placement office
at 7:30 a.m. the other morning
to sign up for interviews. There
must have been 150 people in
line-reminded me of the good
old Navy days.
Congrats to the football team
for their victory in the Cotton
Bowl. 30-6 over Texas.
For all you ski freaks-I hope
it snows soon.
For all you people who don’t
like snow-go to Florida.
Belated birthday wishes to
Chris Beppel. If any of ya’ll (I
picked that up in Texas) has a
birthday, let me know. It might
be the only time to get your
name in the paper.
To anyone over 30, don’t
worry, you’ll reach your .second
childhood before us.
A 1 Capp is a red neck.
Did ytm ever try to ball a
six-foot chick in a five-foot
sleeping bag?
Have any of you ever had
Hard-Failure?
Nutbuster No. 1: If two
archeologists walked into a cave
and saw a man and a woman
frozen in ice, and they knew
right away that it was Adam and
Eve, how did thev know?
Trivia question of the week:
Who played in the first Cotton
Bowlin 1937?
If you have answers to these,
or any contibutions, contact
Steve at 944-9751.
Rage 7
THE B.C.
While listening to a story
about an older woman who, in
good faith, had claimed her cat
as a dependent for 20 years, I
thought it would be a good idea
for the Business Column to
define for others with the same
problem exactly what the
Internal Revenue considers a
dependent. (Besides that, we
couldn’t think of anything else
to write about.) To claim a
dependent or be claimed as a
dependent, there are five tests
that must be passed. The first
test is support. More than 50%
of the dependent’s support must
be supplied by the person
claiming the dependent. The
exception to this is if you
furnish over, 10% but not more
than 50% of his total support,
and if what you and others
(except the dependent)
contribute adds up to more than
50% of the dependent’s support,
he can be claimed. The second
test is that the person being
claimed must not have a gross
taxable income of more than
$675. The exception to this is if
the person being claimed is your
child and is under 19 years of
age or is a full time student of
any age. The third test is that of
relationship. The person being
claimed must be related to you
by blood or marriage, or he must
be a member of your household
and live with you for the entire
year except for temporary
absences. The fourth test is that
of citizenship. The dependent
must be a citizen or resident of
the United States. The fifth test
is that of joint return. The
dependent must not have filed a
joint return with another person.
The exception to this is that you
may still claim an exemption for
a married dependent if all
preceeding tests have been met
and the couple filing the joint
return had an income below the
amount required to pay any tax
and filed a return merely to get a
tax refund.
Another thing to remember
when filling out your tax return
is avoid using the services of
places that advertise “We do
your tax return for $5”. If your
gross income is less than
$lO,OOO it is more educational
and less expensive to obtain a
copy of “Your Federal Income
Tax, 1972 Edition for
Individuals” and do your own
return. This book is available at
all Internal Revenue offices or
can be obtained by writing the
Superintendent of Documents,
Washington, D.C. 20402. If your
income is greater than $lO,OOO
it is wise to retain the services of
a C.P.A.
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