the mysterious pythagorean metronome |
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"We of Pythagorean Metronome are working on a project called Blue String Drawing 1212, which is the culmination of several years worth of work. The firs...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 02:21:00 GMT |
breathing underwater |
a dream woke me in the darkness of my cold blue room.
hands choking me, eyes full of intent.
i breathed air underwater
...the anticipation of pain.
i didnt want to wake you.
but it was hard to resist ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:30:00 GMT |
"the alternative to doubt is authority" |
this book has some beautiful words.
"Plato suggests somewhere that memory is like an aviary inside your head, with all these birds flying around, such that you might reach in for a ringdove and...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 22:03:00 GMT |
pizza |
i had this dream just now.
i went into a convienence store and found this bag of mine that i had left behind.
it had my id and the other cards i need. and a frozen pizza among other things. i&n...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 20:03:00 GMT |
slipping away |
watching those waves,
i imagine my body
enveloped in her embrace,
her darkness...
the rush of sound.
the chill,
cold like burning.
memories fade.
drifing into the rhythm
slowly
slipping away.
...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 10:42:00 GMT |
i dreamed this dream and i still dream of it -- a poem by tarkovsky |
i dreamed this dream and still i dream of it.and i will dream of it sometime again. everything repeats itself and everything will be reincarnated, and my dream will be your dreams. there, to one side ...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 12:44:00 GMT |
sweet tooth |
this chair, smells like my grandmother. i dreamt about her the other night. i was young and she was alive. we didnt talk much and i wondered wether she knew me, i wondered why i didnt want to sh...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 22:54:00 GMT |
the deep inky black of disappearance. |
when once it was so natural to uncover and appreciate death in form and concept, i wonder why we have turned this natural process in to morbidity.
heres to conception! heres to death! the brig...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 13:48:00 GMT |
i close my eyes. i wake. i am this body. ? |
quitetly you shift, little universe with in me.
dreams fall away into the haze of waking
dancing is the best language i have learned.
slowly
i succumb
i desire.
i forget
what was once so present
&nbs...
Posted by on Sat, 26 May 2007 17:41:00 GMT |
boxes |
all my things packed up in boxes scattered around my room. here it is again, this moving, shifting rearranging. the constant the change.
im moving in with my mom today. and im actually looking forwar...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 14:14:00 GMT |
