A poetic nature is accessible only to the poet... my sweet automaton.
- lovin it
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- lovin it
..-- www.dnotes.de, loud love... sonic phenomonology... vegan... techno... cafe racers... cybernetic feedback loops... dnb... dinosaurs
geeks not nerds
moving the body moving the sonic towards differential consciousness_
To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour. ~William Blake
i will get to this at some point in time.. however this part will definately take me a little while... i have many recommendations for u _ starting with pattern recognition (william gibson), as well as the will to technology and the culture of nihilim (arthur kroker)
heroins.
Arthur O'Shaughnessy. 1844–1881
Ode-
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lonely sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
Der Radwechsel_Bertolt Brecht
Ich sitze am strassenrand
Der Fahrer wechselt das Rad
Ich bin nich gern, wo ich herkomme.
Ich bin nicht gern, wo ich hinfahre.
Warum sehe ich den Radwechsel
Mit Ungeduld?