(still from The Mephisto Waltz, via In Search of Pagan Hollywood on Fb)
"Fish
fish away
you like those long black
houses where her branches roll
where flowers hang bare
water there
for gold trees upon heaven
about some air
before thee an emerald
world among water but
her shadow there
like their bright
eye seems near"
"I believe that a conscious affinity with Nature forms the shield of Perseus through which man can affront the Gorgon of his fate and that, in the termitaries of the future where humanity cements itself up from the light of the sun, this dragon-slaying mirror will rust and tarnish." --The Unquiet Grave
"Whose echoes 'midst incumbent foliage died" --Horne
The Mushroom at the End of the World.
"...Nesselrode, rut, pursued oms, Asmodeus & mad." --Dr Awkward
The Handmaid's Tale in the age of Trump.
Dogs don't know they have a face. Humans don't know they have a group-mind.
"When I first thought I might have Alzheimer's, I got out my dragons. I'd had most of them in my closet for several years. I'd let them hide in the dark cave of my closet for as long as it took." --J R Comptom on ThEdblog.
"Politicians do not understand much, but they do understand politics." --G K Chesterton
" '...That Scott Joplin piece they are forging, is it the Sycamore Leaf Rag?' Constantine asked.
'Oh no, it's the Box-Elder Leaf Rag...' " --R A Lafferty, Apocalypses (1977)
(@tesoros_japon via @SHINKAN34721410)
Beginning of what looks to be an interesting series of blog-posts on philosophy.
"Every real artist lives within the lines of order, and a forger must live within them still more strictly than any other." --Lafferty, op cit
"Evolists view his ship as coming in..."
"Midnight tremendous, silence, and iron sleep" --Horne
(Orion Nebula via Nasa)
(via @SHINKAN34721410)
Life under alternative facts. (via @JoyceCarolOates)
"So from faint nebulae bright worlds are born;
So worlds return to vapour..."
--Richard Horne, Orion (1843)
Balaclava boom. (via Todd Gitlin)
(via @itssylviaplath)
"Cornell, who never felt at home in his own body or in his own house, makes his boxes as a nest for himself." --Gabriel Josipovici, Hotel Andromeda (2014)
Sanskrit loanwords in Indonesian.
"The idea of using a written apostrophe before the 's' to identify a genitive singular was not adopted until the seventeenth century, and the idea of using it after the 's' to identify a genitive plural was not adopted until the eighteenth century." --Culpepper, History of English
your enslaving yon a
lousy ravening yon a
gravely noisy noun a
runny lion's voyage a
slung ivory anyone a
over us annoyingly a
snarling envoy you a
loony rev unsaying a
noisily nervy guano a
gunnery ivy saloon a
royal ninny's vogue a
ninny argosy ovule a
nosegay a runny viol
only a yang souvenir
(via @SaladinAhmed)
blind
surrounded by candles
sound of rain on the windshield
historic jellyfish
increases
decreases
rattles anew
strip of paler sky
at the horizon
red light on a tower
my car silver gray
the color of this sky
tail lights glow
i am come
from the future you prevented
(pic by kathy robinson-hays)
"“It is closing time in the gardens of the West and from now on an artist will be judged only by the resonance of his solitude or the quality of his despair.” ―Cyril Connolly, 1949
"How is anything like governance or politics possible when there isn’t any shared reality?"
(via jessica eliassen on fb)
(via @HarrySKeeler)
"Ghosh attributes our current inability to see, represent, and understand environmental crisis to a probabilistic worldview that emerged in the 19th century and made no room for such 'uncanny' weather phenomena as freak tornadoes. Indeed, he argues that 'the uncanny intimacy of our relationship with the nonhuman' would only be tolerated in the realm of the supernatural, in the ghost stories of Charles Dickens or Henry James." --Stacey Balkan at Public Books blog, via aldaily
"Just as no one knows the real nature of God but God himself, so no one knows the real nature of a prophet but a prophet." --al-Ghazzali, The Alchemy of Happiness (tr Murray, 1910)
"One cannot emphasise enough just how crucial was the mass domestication of the car, ensuring the transition from what might be called 'traditional solidarities' to the unprecedented unleashing of modern individualism. What does it matter if the car kills, pollutes, and often makes people into total jerks, its proliferation destroying every urban space worthy of the name, when what is at stake is to ensure the domestication of gigantic human masses, the forging of thousands of psychologies of average men on wheels, 'highway mentalities', aping day and night the fluidities and competition of the Great market, etching it into the landscape ....?"
--Gilles Chatelet, To Live and Think Like Pigs (via Spurious)
"The trajectory of Silliman’s blog is a cautionary tale for poets."
(via time dot com)
Of Oz the Wizard. (via katexic)
"I am mad as a blizzard
I stare out of broken cupboards"
(via gordon hilgers on fb)
"In the thinking of the pious, the Floor of the Sea is a great, calm plain on which, in static promenade, the buried dead stand about in the blue shrouds of women and the red shrouds of men, their feet bound to their burial stones, contemplating for eternity the aqueous silence.
Unable to bear such a prospect, the sailor has invented the lascivious Sea women, and the soldier has named our twin suns Sha'tule and the Sha'charn...'commander of the dead that arise as mists,' and 'commander of the dead that arise as storms.' " --Wyman Guin, "A Man of the Renaissance" in: Living Way Out (1967)
Recommended music for reading this article.