Monthly Archives: July 2008 Codicil Schizophrenic, wrenched by two styles, one a hack’s hired prose, I earn me exile. I trudge this sickle, moonlit beach for miles, tan, burn to slough off this live of ocean that’s self-love. To change your language you … Continue reading

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The Shelf Life: Yes. Yes. We’ve heard. We’ll be ready. Thanks to Max Brooks. Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; Mock on, mock on; ’tis all in vain! You throw the sand against the wind, And the … Continue reading

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Me Love Brains Long Time: The Zombies are Coming, the Zombies are Coming! Ambling through an unsuspecting city of succulent, meaty brains–our numbers large, our visage fearsome–we foist ourselves into large crowds and feast upon their shock, awe and, of course, their brains. Our cranial matter cravings are unrelenting and we will … Continue reading

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Zenfolio | Thomas H. Hahn Docu-Images | (Sacred) Mountains and Sites in China 中国名山宫观 This, then, is an assemblage of sites following the Tang dynasty text on Daoist “Grotto-Heavens and Auspicious Sites 10 Major + 36 Lesser + 72 Auspicious Sites. I visited most of them, and hereby present some of my visual … Continue reading

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Falling Slowly – Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova (Once) Falling Slowly – Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova (Once) I don’t know you But I want you All the more for that Words fall through me And always fool me And I can’t react And games that never amount … Continue reading

Posted in Music | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment This is a video for the song (originally it was a chant) “Witchi-Tai-To” by Jim Pepper. “Witchi-Tai-To” is a true American Indian style song, and is based on a Peyote chant, the singer, Jim Pepper, had learned from his … Continue reading

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FFFFOUND! Her Hair O fleece, that down the neck waves to the nape! O curls! O perfume nonchalant and rare! O ecstasy! To fill this alcove shape With memories that in these tresses sleep, I would shake them like penions … Continue reading

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