January 2010
Inability to accept the mystic experience is more than an intellectual handicap. Lack of awareness of the basic unity of organism and environment is a serious and dangerous hallucination. For in a civilization equipped with immense technological power, the sense of alienation between man and nature leads to the use of technology in a hostile spirit—to the “conquest” of nature instead of...
the lying poem by Aad De Gids
montycantsin:
“Im on my cell now. Could you let me know this post showed up by posting on my wall letting me know you saw this. Thanks.” ja Twin men on stilts, the stilts actually are subdivided Into still further stilts…. aa two things seem important here. what is a metaphor? and the accomplished description of this “state”:shifting topics, shifting meaning,shifting audience,shifting degree of...
This movie blows me away more every time I see it...
Albert Markovski: No, I'm not. I'm talking about not covering every square inch with houses and strip malls until you can't remember what happens when you stand in a meadow at dusk.
Bret: What happens in the meadow at dusk?
Albert Markovski: Everything.
Mrs. Hooten: Nothing.
Albert Markovski: Everything.
Mrs. Hooten: Nothing.
Albert Markovski: It's beautiful.
Tommy Corn: It's beautiful.
Hudson Mohawke - Fruit Touch
from Butter (2009)
“Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.”
– Philip K Dick, How to Build a Universe That Doesn’t Fall Apart Two Days Later (via oneafter909)
hippocampus
When the finger-nails reach down into your mouth, how can we say that you aren’t actually seeing your eyelashes? Just you and an acoustic guitar singing, “something else. But to assume you know what I’m talking about is to think of your finger-nails, and wonder how they reach through the ground into somehow into this moment, sounding, “I am. and the rhythm has moved on....
“Grandfather’s been dead for all these years, but if you lifted my skull you’d...”
– Fahrenheit 451 (via losmilamores)
“Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.”
– Philip K Dick, Valis (via oneafter909)
Dream Where I Walk into Stained Glass
theunitedstates:
You walked into me, the old pile of windchimes, and let off the blouse like an orchard
to watch me unfolding. Machineless. Revolving. To print out the night you walked through dark glass
straight into the door. My hand was on thumbprints like a sky waiting for tectonic plates and I fell
down my body straight into my mouth just to say hello like this. Good morning,...
Everything this man has ever written.
Love’s not the way to treat a friend. I wouldn’t wish that on you. I don’t want to see your eyes forgotten on a rainy day, lost in the endless purse of those who can remember nothing. Love’s not the way to treat a friend. I don’t want to see you end up that way, with your body being poured like wounded marble into the architecture of those who make bridges out of crippled birds. Love’s not the way...
“To know oneself is to err, and the oracle that said ‘Know thyself’ proposed a...”
– The Book of Disquiet (entry 149), Fernando Pessoa (via unlitstairs) (via crashinglybeautiful) (via notational) (via thisworldwemustleave) (via montycantsin)
Hudson Mohawke - You Got Money
from...
Samiyam - Swamp Tarts
from Beat Dimensions Vol. 2...
balancing poem for grace or no one
dearest of the third gear, how small now is your voice from last night? perhaps i should ask how wind becomes the dancing courtesans of your hair. i would like to touch you again. i would very much like to see you again, or to kiss you… your voice is this shambling cathedral, ankle poised over the chorus - creaking, unsure. i’m not sure whether any of this was real, but i was a...
