Thursday, April 17, 2014

lutenik

I would like to write a novel about Propertius, about Cynthia, & about their milieu. It would not be about how much all that is like ourselves. It would be about the strangeness, the incomprehensibility, of their desires: it would be like Satyricon--except with books. Propertius was not one of us. I like that.

inpsalmnia

I am too sane for this monkey planet, from time to time one of the monkeys bursts forth. I see what no one else can see, nor can i persuade anyone of their danger, even the nearest part of it; so profound is the sleep & the night in which i wake & wish otherwise.

necrodiversity


(via Alan Boyle on twitter)

There are the things that are already over we know--newspapers & magazines, owning homes for the middle class--& then there are the things that are already over we don't realize yet. Wouldn't it be easier if the little that will remain had bathed itself in a soft blue radiance, to clasp it now?

latriage


(via @Pentadact via @fierydrake on twitter)

My head is a trap of plates & spikes, in the dark, to catch what i need. All of us down here must kill in order to survive. Being so, we are well fashioned for such: but not well made, for the task of music, though by further suzerains enjoined, to share it.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Ixiontology


(Monkey Buffet Festival, via)

Concertino for Orchestra.

Slint thread.

"Mae stood her ground. 'Why do people treat the past as if it had lost a battle that the present won?' she demanded, fists clenched. 'Why do they treat it as if it had faded because it was weak?'

Joe looked baffled and distressed.

'I don't know,' said Kwan.

'The past is real,' said Mae. 'It's still here.'

'Then maybe so is the future,' said Kwan."

--Geoff Ryman, Air (2004)


(pic by Cynothyglys on Deviant Art)

Scatter, Adapt, and Remember song.

"Right now I'm only 4 miles north of Detroit. I find getting an up-close-and-personal view of a city undergoing collapse perversely invigorating. As I say, welcome to Detroit, Ground Zero of the Post-Industrial Future. The solutions to North America's problems will be developed here first and then exported to the rest of the continent." --Crazy Eddie's Motie News


(pic of Beta Pictoris & its exoplanet, via Daniel Fischer on twitter)

Squatters.

"We have outsmarted ourselves, like greedy monkeys, and now we are full of dread.' --Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard (1978)

Proof.

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Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Ostraneniemandsland


" I have a low tech job in a high tech industry - I am a satellte dish washer. I use the antenna to play chess against a mars orbiter that has fritz installed. I have 2 wins, 5 losses, and 1 draw. I get about a thousand HBO and DirectTV channels with this. I am part of the SETI group. I sent 1.e4 and waiting for a response from the aliens. There are about 40 more antennas behind me. I have to shovel snow off them each winter." --Bill Wall, at Chess.com

Crazy.

"Stands the troubled dream beside" --Housman

Ballardian Earthworks.

"The unspeakability of nature is the very possibility of language." --James P Carse

Winter in America.


(via 9eyes on tumblr)

Words damaged by the Cultural Revolution.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Xcuxeba


(via)

A Cruel Angel Thesis.

"As prehistoric peoples find it harder and harder to feed themselves, inevitably a privileged elite emerges to confiscate communal lands and enslave their inhabitants. They then install a despotic tyrant who hastens ecological collapse by wasting scare resources on a spree of militarization and temple or pyramid building. This process is almost always accompanied by wholesale murder, torture, and unproductive wars." --Ecological Sociology blog

Kim Dot Dammit on Last Year at Marienbad.

"No, this is more like that boxing movie Hollywood recently released with Stallone and DeNiro. Two aging Mediocre Powers trying to rekindle a dubiously remembered time gone by in an age where you can watch Indonesian soap operas on your eyeglasses while walking over the street in an air conditioned skyway."

"Tool's Lateralus, a sprawling seventy-minute swatch of arrant contrariness, was sung in Enochian..." --The Music's All That Matters. More.


(via)

Zombie Heath Hen.

"Every time I even think of myself, I think of myself only as a box of fictitious animal crackers." --Harry Stephen Keeler

Loud Hands.

"Arranging my books by those that destroyed my vision, those that destroyed my future, and those that destroyed my vision of the future." --@NeinQuarterly

Terminating Jellyfish.

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Monday, March 17, 2014

a role-playing game where you annoy angels and collect treasure

Winchester ghost tourism.


(via)

"But Ngugi eventually decided he was producing one of Empson’s versions of 'pastoral' — proletarian literature for nonproletarians — and stopped writing in English altogether. He composed subversive plays in Gikuyu and put them on in villages, deliberately forsaking 'global literature' for pieces addressed to a specific community. His gamble that Gikuyu was more threatening to power than English proved correct: he was thrown in prison by the Moi dictatorship (an injustice protested by writers around the world), where he composed the first Gikuyu novel, Devil on the Cross, on prison toilet paper..." --N+1 on World Lit

Silk Road Fantasy.


(via)

"The real argument against aristocracy is that it always means the rule of the ignorant, for the most dangerous of all forms of ignorance is ignorance of work." --Chesterton

Elegy for a Country's Seasons.

"Goat cities of the precipice." --Bernstein's Mandelstam

Tricot.


(pic by Sonia Payes via Junk for Code blog)

Tapping Thrice.

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Friday, March 07, 2014

episcopal maze boy


(via)

"Erosion is a kind of tailoring." --George Murray

"...the technology becomes obsolete faster than James Bond is recast."

"And though with gay batrachian chirrup
Her poets thrill the swampy reach,
Not with so glutinous a syrup
As moonlight shall we grease our speech."

--Roy Campbell

Alan Moore on Kenneth Grant.

"With one-seventh Earth gravity and 4.5 times terrestrial sea-level atmospheric density, humans on Titan would be able to strap on wings and fly like birds." --Robert Zubrin, Entering Space (1999)

Detective in yellow.


(via Jim Davis at Moorish Orthodox Church on Facebook)

Galena rain.

prayers
to forgotten gods
day by day i watch

the pattern of the sky sliding
something going
that never will return

Sultry Dance of Death.

"We gather in groups around languages as though each tongue were a campfire and silence were the cold." --Murray, ibid

Spomeniks.

checkmate with bishop and knight
surgical sleet
journeybread for the shadowlands

On the Many Deaths of Amanda Palmer.

"It is possible that a future society may find a way of doing without the question by hunger as we have done without the question by fire." --G K Chesterton


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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

mention my name in richardson


(via)

Lavender Town et al.

Dark Patterns Library. (via Beyond the Beyond)

"There's nothing funny about a clown in the moonlight." --Lon Chaney

Doughnut Earth.

"Huge throes ran through his equatorial coil" --Roy Campbell


Cows on the Moove.

"All has already been, and all shall be repeated,
And only the moment of recognition is sweet."

--Bernstein's Mandelstam

A Mall Named Ibn Battuta. Its Elephant-Shaped Clepsydra.

"Tohil is no mere sucker of breasts; what he wants from those who embrace him is deep inside the breast, and he wants the whole thing." --Tedlock, note to Popol Vuh


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