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elizabeth

The COLOUR line is the POWER line is the POVERTY line.

About Me

"If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mt McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who."

Kurt Vonnegut

Myspace Editor

My Interests

longboarding. the 4 distinct seasons, falling leaves (especially the red ones), rain and puddles, Jacques Cafe and banana nutella crepes, graffiti on trains, sunday morning coffee, breeze off the lake, open mic nights, reading 5 books at once, driving to reggae, P-coats and scarves, Be Delicious, my mom's cooking, Bumble and Bumble, my sister's personality, Brian's advice, Indian food, my records and ever growing library, painfully analyzing everything, Cabernet, 4 year aged cheddar and french bread, giving detailed descriptions, my tattoos, marxism, free verse poetry, snowboarding as long as I can find my edge, vegetarianism, the smell of clean laundry, nag champa, heating pads, advil, nature made chewable multivitamins, NPR, Democracy Now, soulseek, dreaming, fluffy cloud animal shapes, running through green grass, fighting the system, learning more about the system to fight it more effectively, water, meeting people who can teach me, the golden gate, lavender, philosophy, love.

I'd like to meet:

Oh a sleeping drunkard
Up in Central Park
And a lion-hunter
In the jungle dark
And a chinese dentist,
And a British Queen--
All fit together
In the same machine.
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice--
So many different people
In the same device.

Music:

ella fitzgerald, billie holiday, miles davis, dnb, garage, dj edu, the panjabi hit squad, cut copy, robots in disquise, evol intent, gein, tech itch, dylan, ladytron, boards of canada, fila brazillia, zero 7, the shins, the arcade fire, morcheeba, royksopp, massive attack, portishead, bjork, emiliana torrini, cocteau twins, thievery corp., trespassers william, psidream, silent killer, bhangra, the 6ths, white stripes, the cure, depeche mode, the smiths, joy division, sisters of mercy, prince, 80's, hip hop, trip hop, jazz, blues, the jedi mind tricks, cunninlynguists, tribe, rusty p's, king solomon, interpol, pet shop boys, yeah yeah yeahs, johnny cash, frank sinatra, sugar cubes, system of a down, the vandals, soma fm, bbc 1xtra, DOWNTEMPO, the starseeds, funkhaus soul, floex, franz ferdinand, the flaming lips, Aspen, prince, matt pond PA, goldfrapp, duke ellington, citizen cope, amadou & mariam, calla, bloc party, mocean worker, dj sanj, aphex twin, trembling blue stars, dani siciliano, glideascope, revolver modele, goldfrapp, explosions in the sky, sigur ros, cheb i sabbah, si*se, algerian*, belly, esthero, ursula rucker, 4 hero,

Movies:

frida, the pianist, garden state, the red violin, hearts and minds, donnie darko, requiem for a dream, hotel rwanda, death in gaza, closer, my life without me, lakawana blues, swing kids, punch drunk love, 8 1/2, crash, lord of war, memoirs of a geisha, empire records, office space, the big lebowski, white oleander, first descent, empire records, lost in translation, walk the line, the royal tenenbaums, igby goes down, pieces of april, water, monsoon wedding, amelie,

Television:

Television is poisoning the minds of the people; an opiate to the masses.

Books:

kurt vonnegut, douglas coupland, langston hughes, dylan thomas, charles bukowski, william burroughs, poe, sylvia plath, hunter s thompson, primo levi, marx, ha jin, saul williams, mahmoud darwish, sam keith, craig thompson, jack kerouac, cancer face-frank reardon, Broken Spears: Aztec account of the conquest of Mexico, Fear in Chile: Lives Under Pinochet-Politzer, Testimony: Death of a Guatemalan Village- Victor Montejo, Law in a Lawless Land,

Heroes:

keef. my mom. my sister. hugo chavez. charles bukowski. noam chomsky. anyone who doesn't walk the thin line society has drawn out for them to travel.

My Blog

voice in a dark place

a slave to uncertainties and indecision,i find no pleasure in the solitude of my speech.my lips have gone dry;full of a need to disperse.traveling the sound of waves,bleeding for opportunity.tomorrow ...
Posted by elizabeth on Wed, 28 Jun 2006 03:23:00 PST

survival v. racism

There is one image I can't seem to get out of my mind.  In between work and school yesterday, I caught a glimpse of the news as I was passing a window and I saw the image of a man burni...
Posted by elizabeth on Tue, 11 Apr 2006 10:07:00 PST

premeditated assault and media murder

liquored street light clear vision fades, blurred with flowing red contact buzz. borderline insanity freestyle walk, drowning the light side pillow talk. staggering prozac comatose dron...
Posted by elizabeth on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 09:00:00 PST

Accompagnato

assemble upon the prelude; magnificent. hands free; visual soliloquy composition soul at ease bass artifice preface to the string summation, bridging the acoustic to the electric divide wind and key n...
Posted by elizabeth on Thu, 29 Dec 2005 09:21:00 PST

Palestine *revised*

Palestine   risen over incarnadine sands the hands of the chosen exalt a martyr failure turned victory now hand me down hate dreams of the young to die like their brother bow down to love god ...
Posted by elizabeth on Thu, 01 Dec 2005 10:18:00 PST

Nostalgia is for the birds

it fell upon the ears of the silent the falling of the hand on the side of deaf ears; distant ringing echos of the infamous tone; that one song that always played. that tone ...
Posted by elizabeth on Thu, 17 Nov 2005 07:47:00 PST

Inspired by Glideascope

watch me as I walk away I'll take a bow back turned to the gray don't follow where your heart can't carry the weight of my life my love my eyes sincere and my lips have always held meaning between the...
Posted by elizabeth on Wed, 26 Oct 2005 08:52:00 PST

osmosis

edges liquify breaching the bad seed of selfish masquerade lock the door on your way to the road as I cement my skin for re-entry will not be permitted gambling numbers and recounting memories sure to...
Posted by elizabeth on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 01:23:00 PST

lullaby

an escape within myselftouching beyond the surfacea gentle massage of the soulthe words flood my lipswithout speaking i begin to writeand the ink spills on thepage in a verbal paintingcomplacent i fin...
Posted by elizabeth on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 09:48:00 PST

unmask the dark art

walls stained grey with concrete man made of human waste and capitalist jungle gyms built in honor of the dream constructed by sweat and tax deductions. the corporate eyesores with greed infested pore...
Posted by elizabeth on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 09:46:00 PST