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2008/09/30

vou s votre ~

votre francais est terrible

vous n'avez pas francais

votre francais est votre vous

vous votre vous est francais

comme un votre a vous votre vous et vous

et votre votre est vous voix vue

2008/09/29

listening et ecoute and writing...

what beautiful musique


--------------I Spoke to the barber
I said France is such a beautiful country I said
I love Paris
I love
I love
J'aime
J'aime ~

Et j'aime beaucoup ces Chansons vertes, gaillardes et coquines du temps ....


logo France Vivace depuis 07:00

histoire comique funny story

today I went for a hair cut and I'm walking
along Cotes-des-Neiges and sure enough
I find a barber, I peer in it's near 6 o'clock
and I ask are they closing and
the man says
Non Non, on ferme pas
I see in the window
a sign saying Coupe avec ciseaux
and a lady is on her way out and I first
I ask in English then realizing he's from
France, and I ask combien ca coute combien?
he says quatorze dollars
He says Comme Paris
On coup avec des ciseaux
"cheveux coupés en dégradé"
O? je dis
Ah, oui c'est bon ca ....
J'aime ca ....
Interesting
ok ok I 'll get it and he starts
talking and I say
where from ? in France
he says "Je parle argot
de Paris" "Quelle arondisement monsieur?"
"Il dits, le 12 ieme" Ah, le 12ieme... et alors and so he cuts
my hair mes cheveux
tres bon tres bon monsieur
oui oui
et c'est 35 ans il est a Montreal
he tells me all about his career cutting hair
how"a Paris on coupe pas avec des rasoirs electriques"
juste de ciseaux, monsieur? oui oui
et toute ca a duree peut-etre 15 minutes
very fun very nice oui merci il y a des gens
qui vient de les etats unis pour le hair cut

finalment quand je quitte
Il me donne son carte

Salon Simon
Haute Coiffure
Diplome de Paris

5637 Cotes -des-Neiges
Montreal, Que h3T iY8

tel (514) 7231-9114

It was fun
et alors
voila
my hair
mes cheveux sont tres beau

Mes cheveux sonts plus beau que un poème de Jules Laforgue

Mes cheveux sont pas deja vue
Mes cheveux sont vieux!

Mais mon vieux mes cheveux sont bon
oui sont bon et beau

O boy Mister D are you pas modeste?
alors on est pas modeste ni vain.

ALors une histoire de le presque deniere jour de Septembre
Une histoire comique des cheveux et le quartier Cotes-des-Neiges a Montreal
et le 12ieme arrondissement de Paris

Une vrai une histoire vécue;

Le quartier et le arrondissment de Septembre
hahahhahah
A funny story
une histoire comique

J'aime le 12iem arrondissement

Et Monsieur argot

et cette moment de "Paris" a Montreal

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O mister Duffy
you don't have all accents pour le francais sur votre
keyboard
O well
O alors
que-est que on peu faits?
faits? faits divers et fiat faits
et coupe de fiats

fiats coups fiats faites le coup des cheveux ~


Pardonne moi je manque des accents ~
et
en realitie il y a n'a pas des accents visibles quand on parle

ni accent aigu
ni

accent grave

mais on peu dire que il y a des accent étranger
que on entends quand il parle
alors
parle parle


monsieur accent accent
accent des mots et paroles




2008/09/28

caprichos goya

1799
Aguafuerte, aguatinta bruñida y buril; 219 x 152 mm
Harris, 45.III.1
Invent/45653(10)


























He says
she
in flung body
what nurture
& murder

self-assassination~


reading

reading Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy whose novels I've not read since high school,
and What is Philosophy? which as it turns was written by Deleuze and not by Deleuze and Guattari, although it was signed by the both. It's a very beautifu l and disarming story of co-creation creation and becomings.

I am only on the
third chapter of the Hardy book



Jude weeps as he discovers the doctor has not brought his Greek & Latin grammars finding that the doctor(who has he waited a fortnight to meet again) is a quack physican merely promoting his self interest and forgotten Jude completely. A bullshit artist. In plain vulgar language.


O dollars of sorrow!

in his biography(f. Dosse)of Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari there is a chapter Nous Deux- ou l'entre deux where Dosse discusses this. it's moving and fascinating that Deleuze who had written and begun to publish the book in Chimeres. agreed to cosign the work
with
his friend Felix ~

To me this is not sad,
but revealin g
of the profound
becomings of the two
two
inone
as Nathanjo
out of Finnegans Wake



humilities of love?




2008/09/27

whose breath

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between your bodies you are dying
between these graces night hawking round the clearing field ~
the subway night on the way home as after dark it speaks
the night



between your finger imagined ones twin the pack of lovers

over the road and grace of within the needle point hour


these clarities which manage night
but power does not know the name of love and transport

air air air
and the ruby night

you're gone dancing as a star
starting into leaning night and
lifted you will thrift unhinge your body
parts as articulating
the singing
your waving down the
train which makes all the sense between
here and now


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mister mozart does it again
this i s my favorite piece of music

08:44

Wolfgang-Amadeus Mozart
Concerto n°24 k 491 [Enregistré en 1973]
Dino Ciani, Piano
Orchestra I Pomeriggi Musicali
Gianandrea Gavazzeni, direction
réf : DYNAMIC CDS 452

as whose breath would not be lifted by it


it was the music I listened to when the first gulf war
began in 1990
I was going out with Helene
in those days a life time ago now

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Now listen to those piano chords sudden thrusting
as if the fingers shaking me!
the suddenness of the lifting violins

is that the second movement? the between
carrying thrust and power around the angels of the strings
which lift lift swerve call around carry
then bang the piano chord again bang!

and its walking around it self its own spiral playing
indeed mister
Music planet is turning

dummmm! and the violins virtually whistling now
and that piano motif keep coming around
its urgent now
and takes off running down the keys then up
ever so quietly
walking

note after note note after breath

then back to the

saunter over keys rolls trill


there is no reverse to this
side he pulls the note back forth
then
back


back


walk
saunter step at a time

then the big gathering of violins again

again coming up the almsot crescendo

then tatata tatata

a piano drifting off into its own virtual walk


and the tail spin of the horns
breaking off momentarily

but the piano coming round the crest of the next wave

then dadidadida pahpahpah

quietly quietly
pause pause
violins


ending


----

second later alto lifts
up the strings never bending here they come urgency of pull

the arm waving back and forth

one cannot say this words

what is this dance dance dance

O quiet dramatic of notes key board
hefting back but fast supple as rain drops
the hammer of the key
intensity

O and those horns
Violins always pulling their weight


piano piano rushing down stream along then
the dance of the horns piling up behind

them

but no one can keep up with the hammer of the piano
he's too fast he spins those keys his fingers are the fire digits of rain

O Now the violins building big big
pappappa Horn

O how does it happen
spinning around it self



I see one cannot write this
word
this it's music
makes me mad
crazy
madcap
jester's cap
Mister Mozart
mad

as
a
caper


yer coocoo
yes O yes
hep and hip
of violins
and

the saw back and forth
back & forth saw violin
O and string
then pluck again
of Piano keys


and then
trilled wind up of piano
notes running down the keyboard
but more complex richer
wreathed
it cannot be

he winds up your chest
breast breath
spun into the contemplation of it

Pause


it fights withitself

then spins back arpeggio of keys
and now sudden orchestra joining

How say this

One cannot
O it's music it does not speak with word

No matter
O there i t Goes Up lifted Foot Kick to Dance

O

Applause
















08:12

Wolfgang-Amadeus Mozart
Concerto n°20 k 466 [Enregistré en 1970]
Dino Ciani, Piano
Orchestra I Pomeriggi Musicali
Gianandrea Gavazzeni, direction

réf : DYNAMIC CDS 452


radiofrance vivace


how can anyone play piano like that?


and who wrote it this man

of a thousand fingers those horns

the string violin how ~



2008/09/26

my sweet one, yer messages come to me.i see us rolling around in an infinite bed of love.

be a sweet mouth.
kisses
____________________
so a poem
so a mouth
so a night
a year
day
long
weed
deliver
believer

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each night they made love
harder
as passionately
intense
as their
two round bodies
clume one


warhol warhol

Ladies and Gentlemen Mister Andy Warhol
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Warhol Live - September 25, 2008 to January 18, 2009




2008/09/25

not quite


is there is a text in this class


what class?
class of emergency women
in the metro
tonight
the hot
of warm September
everyone's feeling
like early spring
hoped for bodies
of sweat
love
and so
many
whirling clothes
toes
thrown off
in the street naked thousands
march for peace



and
the Romanian hussy



is legitimate busy
uncertain of her gate's future
her fate's future
all she knows is
gypsy rings
rigging
her feet
eyes






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there may be no other way for her to know love

so the buses
metro
packed not quite on the 10:19
train filed with fear hope and love


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How do you spell love or truth
she says staring at me
through the room her man beside her lost
in the money changers code what does
he know about Oxford lent and purgation
rose of sunset sunsent and sunrose to latent fix on the bent aquarium
shade
then of bullshitters and their doctors queries and
precise other orisons of l ~















O you did it again you reputed a deputation

of deuteronomy


obscure as loneliness
the body
cries
bearing sickness
pain

it suggests
suffering
is infinite

....


I am trying to learn how to start in the middle of a sentence and move in both directions at the same time.... --John Coltrane
coltran
coltrane

start in the middle ....

2008/09/24


-------------------------------------------------return to

the crescent moon
cradles ever so

against the first autumn sky

its real like the whirl is
the spool
the tug of tide as it did ride out the wind of solacing skies ~








ier Paolo Pasolini - The Filmaker (documentary)viastufftolookatagain

2008/09/23


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2008/09/22


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2008/09/21

othello

and for jealousy and murder there is Mister Iago and

dear

Othello

<terrifying murder plotting scheming /knives
glittering/throats
pulsing with
hate
&
love>

Othello
speak sir out the wretchedness of its ambition
yer body roaring a whore buskering dawn
smashed axle of mockery 's fusty winter
dawned by yer buckle and
its feisty river


Bene's Richard the third is superior
for many reasons. yes but we wont discuss it now.
there's much not to discuss.
a Discus thrower
hurls
does no t talk



Here are two parts from the filmed version
keats thought Shakespeare should be
read with an Irish accent

that the puns made sense, made more sense.


in old French Shakespeare is called Jacquespere.

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to edition a lover's rook
its cutting edge of wife mouth and death

2008/09/20

made glorious summer



MIxing Marlowe and Shakespear's Ricky the third
the hunchback and
the
crooked
cape of
hate

come
liver
lilied
love

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Yes a bit of civil war love death ambition lust war commanding sun . revenger. and the varied panoply of human turmoil


Some Marlowe and


COME live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.

There will we sit upon the rocks 5
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

There will I make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies, 10
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull,
Fair linèd slippers for the cold, 15
With buckles of the purest gold.

A belt of straw and ivy buds
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my Love. 20

Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing 25
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.







_____________________V. The Passionate Shepherd to His Love



Some Jacquespere


ACT 1

Scene I. London. A street.

Enter Gloucester, solus
Gloucester
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war hath smooth’d his wrinkled front;
And now, instead of mounting barded steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
He capers nimbly in a lady’s chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamp’d, and want love’s majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinish’d, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun
And descant on mine own deformity:
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams,
To set my brother Clarence and the king
In deadly hate the one against the other:
And if King Edward be as true and just
As I am subtle, false and treacherous,
This day should Clarence closely be mew’d up,
About a prophecy, which says that ‘G’
Of Edward’s heirs the murderer shall be.
Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here
Clarence comes.





fair

most folks are block. but of time . and its trestles there are none. none so retrieved as wedding vows blue. or skirts twirling along girls' stepping shoes in rain. And yellow raincoats. and othe r loves which rhyme as peaches go with sweet heart lips. lipsticked against the third quarter of September.


fair and far and earth
sun seed and loam
its pecking teeth
drifts the day
its bay brilliant
light

its that word
writing
twirling
hour
hourglass
hor d'glas



Seminar

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Mona's heart thrilled when ever she played back the old days and the new one's return of its ancient novelty.

This wonderful video was assembled and constructed by the wonderful artist and constructivist Dr. Mango. Whose links  Has Been DiSSApPeared  link can be found here .

Perfozome by ridhadhib



Until further notice I replace it with ridhadhib                  whose work is equally beautiful to its subject 

"Doc Mango assembled his audios" from the france culture broadcasting
about Deleuze in april of 2002.

 I remember that series of broadcasts very well.

______________________ the excerpts were constructed from the original radio france culture programming described below
"Extraits audios d'après: Gilles Deleuze, avez-vous des questions à poser ?



par Jean Daive

Cette émission inaugurale est conçue comme une enquête policière menée à partir d’un nom : Gilles Deleuze. Qui est-il ? Comment a-t-il vécu ? Quels sont les gens qui l’ont connu, côtoyé, rencontré ?

Les nombreux témoignages recueillis auprès de ceux qui l’ont écouté, lu, approché, constituent une sorte de portrait passionnant qui ne repousse que mieux le mystère d’une pensée unique et d’attitudes imprévisibles.
Avec les témoignages de René Schérer, professeur de philosophie ; Maurice de Gandillac, professeur de philosophie ; Gérard Fromanger, peintre ; Michel Tournier, écrivain ; Jean-Jacques Lebel, poète et artiste ; Pierre Chevalier, ami de Gilles Deleuze ; Jean-Louis Leutrat, universitaire ; Rodolphe Burger, musicien ; Gibus de Soultrait, surfeur ; Georges Didi-Huberman, historien de l’art ; Toni Negri, philosophe ; Gérard Comtesse, ancien étudiant et philosophe. Et la voix de Félix Guattari"

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blogs are a moving machinery with links and connectings often dying out and requiring replacing, or updating as they say

as they say as they say as they say as they say as they say 


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every one think s

he's a big shot besides love
but he's not

you learn the
hard way


eh?



















eh, what's a two three years in jail?

eh? besides that, what's a few years
in the army runnin' from death
besides beauty? what's that?
besides love?







2008/09/19



you grow tired of this old world




but never of these old movies

the old movies
are like books
old beautiful and endlessly
learning becomings







2008/09/18

this willl be nowhere


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sh
eered out denizen of the dens

quagmire of the pits/ wonder heart of the sheened out.
ass cape flattened by body.

rodeo of destination;
nation of Columbus
martyr of the sand.


huckster of the wheat..
traitor of the soil


this speaks volume
as closer it come s it lessens its height jutting out.

what mouth of awkward cane cain is that?

slumber of the heat

deleterious of the platform

found a body

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finding
funding
running
breath
the chiaroscuro
off

the wall lamp
tires
the nape
of the neck
responds to its subtlety
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Pierrette Fleutiaux

Telescopes rooms rounders. Pleasures cone. desire. elks. telescope. rangers. nights. word
ages. lumbers. Her smile. Her writing. which I know so little of
time and time. But one can know
thing s indirectly
as in
direct
discourse becomings.
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alors from daily motion's auteurs tv site I am quoting this lovely comment about her:
(her name is a fleu flow)
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"Avant de nous retrouver en ce mois de mai pour une table ronde avec Carole Zalberg et Stéphanie Hochet, je rencontre Pierrette Fleutiaux chez moi autour d'un café.

Nous parlons de son dernier livre, La saison de mon contentement où il est question du visage de Ségolène Royale, mais aussi du réel sur lequel nous nous attardons longuement, de la littérature (Pierrette est une grande lectrice de ses contemporains) et de la langue. Plus tard, Pierrette m'envoie un bien aimable texto."


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le site personnel de
Pierrette Fleutiaux

2008/09/17

live a



you live a life of blood and stone
good thing no one knows about it

the air would break
calenders curl crawl
squeezing their bottle d weed.

what scandal
is that
make s language

wor
k?


work work? who said it works
it plays an idiot a ll the day long



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the dev's deal won't cut it
rivers and fox
hens and packyards
down by the river

--------------------------------------------- standing on the shore
headway
buffing winds
bluffing the sky
there is no safe passage back



someone repeated told winter
winter
no its

somebody told winter is coming


it sure looks _ no it's autumn l'autumn
leaves yes yes
leaves change

winds swirl empires
follow collapse
tumble timbrel



as the city
its red leaves?
do they call it?



red ? you mean tea leaves
read leaves
reading leaves
reading sleeves
reading gowns







2008/09/16

Le passant considérable, essai sur la dispersion de l’espace public

start from the middle. as we do here.


Ses ouvrages Le passant considérable, essai sur la dispersion de l’espace public (1984) reprenant avec bonheur un mot de Mallarmé à propos de Rimbaud, ainsi que La ville sans qualités (1998), sont immédiatement devenus des classiques des sciences de la ville.


Isaac Joseph, passant considérable.
Image1Isaac Joseph, né en 1943, est mort ce matin (mardi
feb 10_ 2004). Il était un grand chercheur en sciences sociales. Sociologue, professeur à l’Université de Paris 10-Nanterre, il avait introduit dans le champ de la connaissance française l’héritage de l’école de sociologie urbaine de Chicago (L’École de Chicago, naissance de l’écologie urbaine, 1994, avec Yves Grafmeyer), traduit et diffusé les œuvres de Robert E. Park et Ernest W. Burgess,



Gabriel Tarde ou encore des ouvrages de Ulf Hannerz et de John Gumperz, développant l’étude des comportements de l’individu et de la foule dans la ville, afin de construire une psychologie sociale de l’urbain. Il participait activement aux réflexions sur la ville et les espaces publics. Il a également fait connaître la pensée d’Erving Goffman (Le parler frais d’Erving Goffman, 1989 ; Erving Goffman et la microsociologie, 2002). Son œuvre contient un considérable effort d’ouverture, qu’il a su imprimer à l’ensemble des chercheurs français : ouverture de la sociologie aux autres sciences sociales, et des sciences sociales françaises à toute la réflexion anglo-saxonne de l’urbain, amorcée depuis les années 1920.


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copycated from
espacestemps

more of bonello

Des Extraits et un Entretien avec Clara Choveaux et Thiago Teles Pour le petit chef d'oeuvre de Bertrand Bonello: TIRESIA.



bertrand bonello entretien journaliste

Poetry is a way of Filming

A way of
Seeing and hearing, character, movement, idea,
character


yours mine
everyone

le votre le mienne et le notre
et toute le monde devenir
les devenir toutes le monde
undouble becomings.... cinema

>Le Pornographe- 2001-Bertrand Bonello entretien journaliste

there is a fine essay about his career in films at
Senses of Cinemasenses of cinema



I've excerpted below just a recent fragment of this extraordinary actor's career_ his works starting in 2000. .


Jean-Pierre Léaud est un




Années 2000 2000 : L'Affaire Marcorelle de Serge Le Péron, Act.2000 : Une affaire de goût de Bernard Rapp, Act.2001 : Le Pornographe de Bertrand Bonello, Act.2001 : Et là-bas, quelle heure est-il ? (Ni neibian jidian) de Tsai Ming-liang, Act.2001 : Léaud l'unique de Serge Le Péron (docu. sur Jean-Pierre Léaud)2002 : La Guerre à Paris de Yolande Zauberman, Act.2003 : Innocents - The Dreamers de Bernardo Bertolucci, Act.2004 : Folle embellie de Dominique Cabrera, Act.2004 : Léaud de Hurle-dents de Jacques Richard, Scen. (docu. sur Jean-Pierre Léaud)2005 : J'ai vu tuer Ben Barka de Serge Le Péron, Act.2005 : Le Fantôme d'Henri Langlois de Jacques Richard (
  • docu.)
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The first films of his I had seen were Mama and Putain and without knowing it at the time I saw was Masculin, féminin de Jean-Luc Godard, . Since then, well. voila. An extraordinary creator he is and remains.





Almost

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you are at almost ghost phantasm.

phantasmagoria? not so pink a flower.
or tendril its hearting vein . lessens
the thought of myriad hopes. desperate
disappointments

but what do
these bodies
strangers
what do they mean
symbolism o f brief
passing time's pass
hunkered


or is it air
twining its finger
near your aunt's stare
your pate
curled inward
toward
deigning days

nights that become
soothing stone
not angelic reaping
of the thighing sun
its mounted moon
coloured by the pencil of thought's
dismay reckoned by the factory
hour or curved heart
shaped face

hoisted to the sun's last glare

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2008/09/15

on the 15th day

__________

there were many nights
this was one
jewel'd by its merit
knifed by its thieves

harried by its subjects the preferred one wept
his crying sheet
spurned by the field

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hauling over air
its gulf a mist
buried by ocean and see
its spent tear
lambed by the fixated closet
its jesus prayed by
door wombed
feather
she's dictionary her
goose berry
her
goose
song
I've held timber
by
the fox night
rambler to any rambler
forest to any wooded terrace
not for millionaires this space




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for this we held the trees not madmen
crowned to their vestige
sorrow in every pocket
locked by the lees
we've prayed in every dent ~ .







2008/09/14

the almost

the world is round and speak. veil. unknown renown.
the pale. not string. viola and thigh.
lapped up in the white milk of pain.


her body crying . the lips almost
missed
what didn't happen. happened. a story.




worried by the need of love the
rain pelts Wellington .
off shore the hurricanes
bastinadoe the shore .

shriven by sheep and sand.
gather the leg. I wish . I whisper to your thigh.
love .


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2008/09/13

end

find an envelop e send Peace Today

End religious strife


c-a-p-i-t-a-l-i-s-t--b i g o t ry ------------

Now ladies and gentlemen of the

world
of
war
we peacemakers
seek
gentler tides
than
war makers
we
are
love
makers
peace
pipes
wigwams
shamans
resting breath
on dusk

pray for
peace
and
freedom
from bondage
of self

as love

is the rainbow
satellite
surrounding
embracing
the
world
not
hate

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rabble ca has a group
blog
dedicated to
the federal
election
here
and
here
a finer tuber's commentarywas reposted




Yea No More War
aBout the
non-erection
election



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ANd Et
ENd War Now

Via les blog de Liberation
ThisWoman is a servant of the War Goddess Kali

See
Stop Fighting
LoVe
bring agape





the little girl fasicst
leaning intoward desire
like an explosion
desire
is many things
good
bad









neighbor

voisinage



Here we are reduced to ourselve
commodity

we are the shite
of plastique





On RefuSe des Heros


On refuse

On Chose

we choose

the love cap


Naked

as

Breaking MOonLigght

Sarah Palin avec un décolleté plongeant et une mini-jupe: c'est possible.


Vous ne la verrez peut-être pas ainsi vêtue dans les assemblées républicaines, mais ailleurs, si. La colistière du candidat McCain s'est vu attribuer une poupée à son effigie par l'entreprise Herobuilders.com qui depuis 2002, crée des poupées représentant des figures historiques, sportives ou politiques.

La poupée, dont le corps est fabriqué en Chine mais « la tête moulée et peinte aux Etats-Unis », se vend par dizaine de milliers d'exemplaires sur Internet selon les dires de son créateur. Son succès dépasse de loin les figurines de Barack Obama et de John McCain.

Le patron de Herobuilders Emil Vical y voit le signe indiscutable d'une victoire républicaine. Il confiait ainsi à l'AFP: « Au cours des deux dernières élections, on a prédit le vainqueur avec justesse en se fondant sur nos chiffres de ventes. (...) ..


Le patron de Herobuilders Emil Vical y voit le signe indiscutable d'une victoire républicaine. Il confiait ainsi à l'AFP: « Au cours des deux dernières élections, on a prédit le vainqueur avec justesse en se fondant sur nos chiffres de ventes. (...) Cette fois-ci, ce sera McCain et Palin, sans aucun doute, et avec une large avance! »

----------------------- End war now Shit in Peace

kiss peace give yer shit a chance

chance shit a piece of peace.

not sick with shite

but peace with grace


Illusions of Republican Democrat

IlluSions of Liberal Conservative NDP and GreeN

La figurine de Sarah Palin est également disponible avec un déguisement de super héros (mais garde toujours le même sourire radieux, le rouge-à-lèvres carmin et les lunettes à écailles). Elle est vendue 30 dollars à cette adresse: http://www.herobuilders.com/

uGive Love a badinage






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Swim yer eyeballs


blog liberation

trans f i guR e r i t u a l


Poetry then is a way of living Movie

the "High "Priestess" of Experimental Cinema
Maya Deren
Indeed you must find many movies cinema film

cutting hedge to ring round yer rose its tale?
tail some it worketh green psalter slim as the word flesh'd maya
veiled
jailed
kaftaned
Eleanora Derenkowsky

So the words doctors prejudice the reader before the Bride strippe d bare by her Maya_ b. April 29, 1917, Kiev, Ukraine
d. October 13, 1961, New York, New York, USA



time transfigure


blessing gaiter fair air
rippled over cloth

2008/09/12

thi s then these those



this then these those
these those

was fire brushed
burnt her there

there burned

as night was
day these then those burned


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at guattaricomplex this posting

TrUmpet
duo.

doyou

do you have a brain?

what is a brain?

a trumpet? a trombone?

is brain brain?
is it grain?
rain?
or sheaf of corn
and leaf?

or baby buttocks in the storm


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if Ed Broadbent could not win to become Prime Beef Minister
then it would take many miracles for this
personne who is "leader" of NdP to
get crowned now
.
i cant imagine a country with this bird
as its head.

but what is a head?
what is head?
what
is
country?
is yer country yers?
did yer vote
deconstruct
the devil may devil
may do dare attitude
of yer glimpse into politics?
Has it become unreachable?
what astronomical spin
has the would be
president of
america taken?

and these 'running'
in Canada
what farce of misere
drog them
across
the but t

o f
public paydom