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Nettle

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About Me

It's never quite right, he said, the way people look, the way the music sounds, the way the words are written. It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live, they are never quite right, they are hardly close to right, these lives we live one after the other, piled there as history, the waste of the species, the crushing of the light and the way, it's not quite right, it's hardly right at all he said.don't I know it? I answered.I walked away from the mirror. it was morning, it was afternoon, it was nightnothing changed it was locked in place. something flashed, something broke, something remained.
I walked down the stairway and into it. - Bukowski

My Interests

misanthrope

I'd like to meet:

the anti-angry monster

Music:

long time: electronic, def jux, strange famous,ani difranco
lately: the battle of land & sea, cat power, akt, holly golighty, ming & fs

Art banksy
kukula
amy sol
gustav klimt
arthur rackham
audrey kawasaki
lady pink
niagara
blek le rat
heather gabel

Movies:

buffalo '66
die hard trilogy
venus beauty institute
what to do in case of fire

Linksflickr

Television:

curb your enthusiasm. martin.

Books:

Bukowski
Sylvia Plath
David Icke
Daniel Quinn
currently reading: mastery of awareness by dona bernadette vigil: buffalo woman comes singing by brooke medicine eagle:the whole soy story by kaayla t daniel.

Heroes:

humble people

My Blog

question and answer

he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer night, running the blade of the knife under his fingernails, smiling, thinking of all the letters he had received telling him that the way he lived and wr...
Posted by Nettle on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 05:59:00 PST

three women

Three Women : Sylvia PlathA Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. I am very patient, Turning through my time, the suns and stars Reg...
Posted by Nettle on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 03:59:00 PST

digest

you know if you stare at yourself for long enough it starts to get real freakywell at least for mekind of like time travelor nothing like iti have no idea
Posted by Nettle on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 04:59:00 PST

the earth’s magnetic field

 
Posted by Nettle on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 04:50:00 PST

today

age is really just water draining time growing anxious with needwisdom perceived tick tock lights on and off the same is nothing
Posted by Nettle on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 03:10:00 PST

shallow un-edit

ive found little remorse left in the bonefive fingers and ten rounds of life time lessonscapulated deaths were forgotten we are only stones rippling the wateryet we have some idea that we created the ...
Posted by Nettle on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 03:52:00 PST

autumn song

years have past and still i am here endless the scent of mystery peculiar moon like minds scattered at your finger tips attached to hands from another life spiced air and warm light butternut squash...
Posted by Nettle on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 05:57:00 PST

the poetress irrelevent

Compelled by calamity's magnetThey loiter and stare as if the houseBurnt-out were theirs, or as if they thoughtSome scandal might any minute oozeFrom a smoke-choked closet into light;No deaths, no pro...
Posted by Nettle on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 08:50:00 PST

Let it unfold You

Let It Enfold You by Charles Bukowski either peace or happiness,let it enfold youwhen i was a young manI felt these things weredumb,unsophisticated.I had bad blood,a twistedmind, a pecariousupbringing...
Posted by Nettle on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 02:58:00 PST

titles and opinions for $500

i think this sometime soon to be zine will be called rash.what do you think?
Posted by Nettle on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 02:31:00 PST