Who is that wacko
Who has turning in his head
The notion that the bicycle?
As the apex of human engineering
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
what is time FOR?
When my friend chastised me for taking too long to finish rebuilding my water-damaged bathroom, I paused a moment & wondered why in this results-minded culture we allow ourselves to be so badgered by the clock- after all, I retorted, in the approach to anything we do, "what is time for?"
Friday, February 15, 2013
perspective
"...we see things from the wrong angle:
a pile of stones instead of the face of the sphinx"
-Transtromer
a pile of stones instead of the face of the sphinx"
-Transtromer
Sunday, February 10, 2013
ISM
Any 'ism' scares me because it represents an orthodoxy, a protocol of perception that defines the world, and me in it, that tells the world what it is. That's fine for you, but it scares me because it also tells me what I am, before I've had a chance to present my own reality, my own values. And if you take only a brief look at history, too often these isms have fomented a voluminous groupthink that seeks to push & promote its views into Empire.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
alvarez
You have been careful with your technology
to remove all of the necessity from life;
But it turns out that you have been reckless enough
to remove all the living with it....
to remove all of the necessity from life;
But it turns out that you have been reckless enough
to remove all the living with it....
Saturday, February 2, 2013
One February
How sublime in its own way
When I steered into the fast line
In consideration of bypassing the Brunswick ramps
To glance in the rearview
Shocked to find a large SUV
Mere feet from my tailgate @ 65 MPH
Obviously irritated
At my sheer audacity!
To put myself in his path-
Exasperated at last
He swerved into the slow lane
To pass me
And I knew well what was coming:
A hard stare of utter contempt
Along with a grand display
Of 'digital disdain...'
-Golden Center Freeway
When I steered into the fast line
In consideration of bypassing the Brunswick ramps
To glance in the rearview
Shocked to find a large SUV
Mere feet from my tailgate @ 65 MPH
Obviously irritated
At my sheer audacity!
To put myself in his path-
Exasperated at last
He swerved into the slow lane
To pass me
And I knew well what was coming:
A hard stare of utter contempt
Along with a grand display
Of 'digital disdain...'
-Golden Center Freeway
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