"Those who do not hear the music think the dancer is mad" |
"There is a dream dreaming us." -Kalahari Bushmen http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2150320521084887424
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=76&start=10&num=10&am...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 22:59:00 GMT |
Ogun |
"Ogun's laugh is not a laughing matter."Ogun kills and he creates.Some mythic figures live on... Oedipus, Siva, Aphrodite, Thor...and there is one god with many faces across the lands of West Africa a...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 10:55:00 GMT |
"You'll cast bells and I'll Paint Icons" |
That will give the people something to celebrate.And listen, i have a proof in my wool pocket, a defense for solipsismAnd there was so much suffering in that film, heavy with three hours of fiery stre...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 22:00:00 GMT |
the divine speaks |
So I'm sitting in the library, on a computer, my hallucination begins on the internet, the illusions of space and depth, even sounds accompanying certain areas, all in the mind, and so my mind enjoys ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 19:32:00 GMT |
5 minute genealogy |
remember when i said that the chaos of now is often the struggle to actualize the past? I separated experience into that of now and that of past. well what is now is feeling and sense, the past is a w...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 14:57:00 GMT |
And she is alive. |
and staring at the leaves on sidewalk-walkways, a brown pea-pod shape defined against a cement-white, I find my moving self... a vain creature. How foolish I have been. I have been very foolish. ...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 11:40:00 GMT |
Marx, Masculinity, and the Mechanical Molotov Cocktail |
Daiquiri Rene Jones PHM3100 4.01.07 Thomas Brommage Marx, Masculinity, and the Mechanical Molotov Cocktail
Perhaps all...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 19:34:00 GMT |
Eyes. Machines. We. |
So I walked into a branch today; my body fell like a vase. Your eyes, your medium through which you unleash your nerves like tentacles, try to catch onto the details surrounding, the concr...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 12:39:00 GMT |
A nod to her. |
Remember. Remember how we used to ride in the passenger seat with the windows down, the concrete road an appropriate sidearm--a lance, long and endless... one we used, used to pierce the divide, the s...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 22:22:00 GMT |
The Phallus |
What was that feeling, that feeling of tension, alienation, sorrow? What was it? Today SUMA showed a film (unfortunately many didn't come) called Human Trafficking, where loosely factual events provid...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 17:32:00 GMT |
