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Alex

Eternity is a child at play - the kingdom is a child's. - Heraclitus

About Me



I love this song

My Interests

I'm interested in fiction and in truth, and some other useless things (and don't be fooled at all by this--all things 'useless', methinks, are in fact the best of all)

In a world such as this my main flaws are often honesty, forebearance, faith, persistance, and generosity (and perhaps most likely a certain kind of pride)

I'd like to meet:

"I want to put out the fires of Hell, and burn down the rewards of Paradise. They block the way to God. I do not want to worship from fear of punishment or for the promise of reward, but simply for the love of God."

blame it all on God, and do whatever it is that you really want.
then deal with whatever happens--that's all I have to say.

Music:

beaumont hannant, inspiral carpets, bola, afx, jeff mills, kenny larkin, bochum welt, b12, ride, my bloody valentine, slowdive, tortoise, this mortal coil, franz lizst, steve reich, chopin, skinny puppy, satie, debussy, posthuman, fluxion, aril brikha, shinichi atobe, new order, cocteau twins, theorem, speedy j, richie hawtin, philip glass, beethoven, pete namlook, bogdan raczynski, the beautiful south, squarepusher, wisp, x-asp, autechre, jega, plaid, the black dog, front 242, depeche mode, siouxsie and the banshees, dead can dance, lisa gerrard, the smiths, the stone roses, bauhaus, misfits, joy division, bill evans, max richter, etc

theatre of cruelty/machine x/spektra/metanoia

Movies:


Léolo (1992)

Orphée (1950)

Blade Runner (1982)

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Highway 61 (1991)

Passion de Jeanne d'Arc, La (1928)

Metropolis (1927)

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Television:

--a global exercise in the absorption by nostalgia in the stupefied glorification of a mechanized and predictable collective memory still lingering and refusing to perish, at the cost of everything-- I don't care for this at all (nor am I bitter).

Books:


"And how could we not feel that our freedom and strength reside, not in the divine universal nor in the human personality, but in these singularities which are more us than we ourselves are, more divine than the gods, as they animate concretely poem and aphorism, permanent revolution and partial action? What is bureaucratic in these fantastic machines which are peoples and poems? It suffices that we dissipate ourselves a little, that we are able to be at the surface, that we stretch our skin like a drum, in order that the "great politics" begin. An empty square for neither man nor God; singularities which are neither general nor individual, neither personal nor universal. All of this is traversed by circulations, echoes, and events which produce more sense, more freedom, and more strength than man has ever dreamed of, or God ever conceived. Today's task is to make the empty square circulate and to make pre-individual and nonpersonal singularities speak--in short, to produce sense." - Gilles Deleuze;
Anton Chekhov
Emily Dickenson
Alain Badiou;
Stéphane Mallarmé;
Paul Valéry;
Euripides;
Friedrich Nietzsche;
Martin Heidegger;
Fernando Pessoa;
Jacques Derrida;
Johannes von Wolfgang Goethe;
Jorge-Luis Borges;
Elias Canetti;
Heinrich Heine;
Mark Twain;
Jacques Lacan;
Sigmund Freud;
Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch;
Jean Baudrillard;
Slavoj Žižek;
Epicurus;
Heraclitus;
Friedrich Hölderlin;
Hans-Georg Gadamer;
Georges Bataille;
Maurice Blanchot;
Plato;
Aristotle;
Søren Kierkegaard;
Pierre Klossowski;
André Gide;
Albert Camus;
Paul Verlaine;
Walt Whitman;
Thucydides;
Leo Tolstoy;

Friedrich Schiller;
Arcesilaus;
Carneades;
Charles Baudelaire;
Harold Innis;
Sextus Empiricus;
Jean-Luc Marion;
Oscar Wilde;
Antoine de Saint Exupéry;
Theodor Adorno;
Pierre Hadot;
Hans-Christian Anderson;
Martin Buber;
Jean Nouvel;
Paul Virilio;
Marcel Duchamp;
etc

Heroes:



My Blog

A Modest Triumph of Love

  Though hate may be revealed as a secret, albeit still growing, love in disguise, love was never a form of hate--does this supports its essentiality, its primacy?
Posted by Alex on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 09:05:00 PST

Anathema of the "Me-Generation"

How the age of individuality at last capitulates with the half-dignity of silence-- the best dressed among them, in whatever group, appear to be those in uniform. (This is to say nothing of indepen...
Posted by Alex on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 08:46:00 PST

The Sonority of Language

  I love words--but especially how some words sound.  I grew up listening to and singing the Cure and the Smiths especially, and New Order and Bauhaus, so there's a bit of a lisp in ho...
Posted by Alex on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 07:39:00 PST

Reflections in the dark

'Nationalism is the cheapest form of pride' - Tolstoy They say 'our mother' rather than 'my mother' here, and shun individuality whereas they embrace everything hypocritically that is individual...
Posted by Alex on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 09:15:00 PST

Except to Heaven - Emily Dickenson

.... .. Except to Heaven   by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) .. ...
Posted by Alex on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 08:51:00 PST

stories for 2nd & 4th graders

  I'm at a loss as to what stories might be suitable for grades one through four, for whom English is not their first language-- I'm afraid Oscar Wilde would be a bit tough for them, and also Ha...
Posted by Alex on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 07:24:00 PST

people

If I didn't love children, I couldn't love people; yet if I couldn't love animals, I wouldn't love children; a shame I like bacon--bacon's so good on subs (especially on Quizno's). I love bacon bu...
Posted by Alex on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 07:19:00 PST

Belief, Faith, and Truth

It seems as clear to me as ever tonight that belief is unnecessary for life.  This has been known since the Skeptics took over Plato's Academy circa the 4th C. BC, and popularized by the late Jea...
Posted by Alex on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 12:13:00 PST

The Doer of Good - Oscar Wilde

THE DOER OF GOOD t was night-time and He was alone. And He saw afar-off the walls of a round city and went towards the city. And when He came near He heard within...
Posted by Alex on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 08:56:00 PST

private

how wrong you've been, my pastwho've flaunted all my weaknesses--and yetthose were yesterday's dreams dreamt entwined amongst the thorny brushamidst the comforts of your innocence--yet that's eternity...
Posted by Alex on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 08:38:00 PST