"Thru the darkness of Future Past
the magician longs to see
one chants out between two worlds
Fire - walk with me."
Windom Earle: Garland, what do you fear most... in the world?
Major Briggs: The possibility that love is not enough.
...many rooms are exactly like
housed by different souls every night (?)
28.6.09
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5.6.09
pity this busy monster, manunkind
pity this busy monster, manunkind,
not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh
and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultraomnipotence. We doctors know
a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go
-- E. E. Cummings
4.6.09
On the day the world ends
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
Czeslaw Milosz, A Song On the End of the World
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
Czeslaw Milosz, A Song On the End of the World
2.6.09
Too Fast to Live, Too Young to Work
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
You've got to admire my cheek -
Trying to work out how to live fast and die young
On seventeen-fifty a week.
A legend in my own cubicle
All alone, never one of the mob
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
A rebel without a job.
Mark Lamarr
Hard Lines, Faber and Faber
You've got to admire my cheek -
Trying to work out how to live fast and die young
On seventeen-fifty a week.
A legend in my own cubicle
All alone, never one of the mob
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
A rebel without a job.
Mark Lamarr
Hard Lines, Faber and Faber
Being poor is people wondering why you didn't leave.
Most of gangster rap seem to revolve around killing policeman, being in jail and having penetrative sex with “hose”.
Most of gangster rap seem to revolve around killing policeman, being in jail and having penetrative sex with “hose”.
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