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the unfolding

I was listening to ‘The Unfolding’, a beautiful song (is it a song? it is… beautiful) by Hanna Peel and Paraochestra, and, lo and behold, a poem unfolded. Mind, it still is unfolding. Below you can read the current state of unfoldedness. The poem - for now surprisingly called ‘the unfolding’ - follows all the songs on the eponymous album, from the first song ‘The Universe Before Matter’ up until the last track ‘The Unfolding Credits.’

My suggestion would be to listen to the song ‘The Unfolding’ while reading the poem ‘the unfolding’, since ‘the unfolding’ (the poem) was born while listening to ‘The Unfolding’ (song). The poem feels somewhat orphaned without the music. The plan therefore is to record myself reading the poem, with the song playing in the background. First, the poem needs to unfold just a bit more. Or not. We’ll see what happens.

If interested, read the poem below. Suggestion: read out loud.

That is ‘the unfolding’ unfolding: part one.

But then, of course, the brain starts seeing patterns and connections unfolding within the unfolding. If interested in this specific unfolding read below below (below the poem). Hint: it’s to do with the Tao. And below that, so below below below, more unfolding. Nick Cave is doing that part. And below that unfolding, some Rumi unfolding.

Rest assured,

because then,


the unfolding credits,


the unfolding:

The Universe Before Matter

does it matter?

it didn’t matter

matter of fact

it didn’t do anything

doesn’t matter

before the universe

there was this one, wild, animal

you could say it was a wild animal

although you couldn’t say that

for before the universe,

before anything mattered

there only was

- Wild Animal -

and even the thought of it

didn’t exist


Wild Animal

it was wild

very wild!

don’t think about the wild animal

because then you can’t imagine


Wild Animal

and, sure, Wild Animal roamed

through eternal nothingness

through Passages eternal

through the Passage



it was a passenger

passing through a passage.

they were quite the couple

stop thinking about it!

just experience it all.

let it all unfold.

like the universe before matter

an unending and never beginning unfolding

the passage knew

at the same time

Wild Animal knew

this was

The Unfolding

awed and amazed, and yet also the opposite

in stillness revering

and also laughing at it all

The Unfolding

there it was

there. it. was.

all. nothing.

before time it was neither.

now, it was both.

dark and light, together, smiling

no reason.


it was so fresh, so early, so young

infinitely old as well.

feeling wisely fresh, freshly wise

the unending years unfolding,

looking at the unending suns,

at the one sun,

timelessness found in time,

weeks, they were called,


the sun, the sun!

the early sun,

the early sun!

unfolding time,


If After Weeks Of Early Sun,

it wasn’t timeless time that was watching

- what if it is you?




not ‘you’

but you

the sun, just weeks old,


were you happy, seeing it?

it must be.

me, as well.

together, watching this young sun

the young sun

just born,

infinite light

we, us, seeing




Perhaps It Made Us Happy For A Minute

happiness before happiness existed

happiness before words

happiness before thoughts

perhaps it made us happy

minutes as weeks as unfolding time

are now

are water are earth

are us

we are

we are earth and water


we are

part movement

part stillness

we are part liquid

We Are Part Mineral

we are part


parted and whole

we are all

and yet, we need a break

a break from it all

from earth

from water

from now?

even from now.

from the sun?

from the sun

a cloud can be majestic

no thinking!

it’s what we do

we are part thoughts

part mountain

part mineral

part water

Part Cloud

will they part?

what is there?

what is there?

as before, now

now, as before?

the unfolding never stopping

even when


The Unfolding Credits


Whilst being swept away in all this unfolding business I read some Tao Te Ching, and it sort of kind of felt similar. It just keeps unfolding!


There was something




before the universe

was born.

It is serene.


It flows

through all things,

inside and outside,

and returns

to the origin

of all things.

Man follows

the earth.

Earth follows

the universe.

The universe follows

the Tao.

The Tao follows

only itself



from this book:

Sean O’Hagan:

That theme keeps recurring throughout our conversations - things finding their purpose or revealing their meaning through the doing. The creative journey as a series of revelations, almost.

Nick Cave:

Yes, now you point it out, that’s exactly right. Most of the time, I have no idea what I am doing while I’m doing it. It is almost purely intuitive. That should be pretty clear. But I do have a strong commitment to the primary impulse, the initial signaling of an idea - what we could call the divine spark. I trust in it. I believe in it. I run with it. The writing of this book, if that is what we are doing, is a case in point. It’s something that is just unfolding before us. I have no coherent idea what we are doing at this time, and I’m not sure that you do, either. There is a sense of discovery about it. Things unfold. this place of discomfort and uncertainty and adventure is where an honest, good-faith conversation can happen. It’s all the same thing.


And I’ll leave you with Rumi:

Be patient. Respond to every call that excites your spirit.

And then, I (Louis) would say, let it all unfold.

Even yourself!



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