Monday, 05/14/2018

When you believe in things that you don't understand

Then you suffer...


May 14, 2:33 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

To be free of situations, To live from day to day without events

Some Instances:

Listening to the Schumann Violin Concerto:
Written in that last period as he descended into the madness
Brought on by syphilis when he heard the singing
Of the angels, this piece was thought to be unplayable
Until the metronome markings were ignored;
In the second movement a brief passage comes and goes
Like the frenzied clustering of bees, pure monotony,
Like madness gathering its forces. Clara, Schumann’s wife,
Asked that the piece never be performed, but one musician
Said of his music that all madness contains a kind
Of vulgarity, but even after he went insane,
Schumann’s music retained that odd nobility.

Charles Baxter.


May 14, 1:48 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Sunday, 05/13/2018

What The World Needs Now

Is less Trump.


May 13, 1:04 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)

Saturday, 05/12/2018

It Weren't Me

There was an Old Man with a Beard:

There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, "It is just as I feared!—
Two Owls and a Hen, four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard.

Edward Lear.


May 12, 11:56 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Friday, 05/11/2018

Bruce Peterson...A Man More Than Barely Alive, But Did Lose An Eye

Cool Northrop M2-F2 footage, eh?


May 11, 1:49 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Why should I be thinking about mimicry and chameleons? I haven’t any use for such notions.


Suddenly the colour-blind young man looked up behind the branches of a bush. The bush resisted his passage.

‘Listen’, the colour-blind man said.

Shuvalov lifted his head, sweetness clinging to his cheek.

‘Don’t follow me around like a dog’, Shuvalov said.

‘Listen. I agree. You take my retina and give me your love’.

‘Go and eat blue pears’, said Shuvalov.

Yury Olesha.


May 11, 12:41 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Thursday, 05/10/2018

Diplomacy, How Does It Work?

Fuck it, this is government and international relations by anti-social media.


May 10, 9:25 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

only two kinds of creatures get fun in the desert

It is recognized that you have a funny sense of fun.


May 10, 1:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

World, And World's Body

A Dark Word:

As I walk patiently through life
poems follow close –
blind, dumb, agile, my own shadow;
the mind’s dark overflow, the spill of vein
we thought red once but know now, no.

The poem called death
is unwritten yet. Some day will show
the violent last line,
the shadow rise,
a bird of omen

snatch me for its ghost.
And a hand somewhere, purposeful as God’s
close like two eyes, this book.

Daniel Joseph Berrigan.


May 10, 12:11 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Wednesday, 05/09/2018


Czech, please!


May 9, 1:28 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Dear Liza

A Dent in a Bucket:

Hammering a dent out of a bucket
      a woodpecker
               answers from the woods

Gary Snyder.


May 9, 12:48 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Tuesday, 05/08/2018


Danke, Caroline Unger.


May 8, 11:34 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth

Among the Rocks:

That is the doctrine, simple, ancient, true;
Such is life’s trial, as old earth smiles and knows.
If you loved only what were worth your love,
Love were clear gain, and wholly well for you:
Make the low nature better by your throes!
Give earth yourself, go up for gain above!

Robert Browning.


May 8, 12:29 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Monday, 05/07/2018

Now We Love The Courts

Trump: Courts exist to protect me, not the rule of law.


May 7, 10:23 PM in Constitution, Schmonstitution | Permalink | Comments (0)