Interllecctual

Life of the Bourgeoisie

2010-08-10T12:55:00.000-04:00

It's a damn good life.Life of masturbation,Life of indulgence of the mind.I wouldn't wish any other life for myself.The ultimate pleasure in life is having the time to contemplate the nature of pleasure.The ultimate pleasure in life is having time!Having time to make choices.Having choices!To be!But let's not forget that we are really in the "ruling class,"That we ought not forget how the vast

"this little day of mine"

2010-03-27T15:34:00.003-04:00

Stoney brook, whirling wheels, flexing muscles.Rays beam, shadows cast.Breath, eat, think, sleep.Accidents follow and heap, it leads and gives.Thanking merely, doing profoundly.Repeat.

Haunting

2010-03-09T19:45:00.010-05:00

"What's the Word?" disciple asked.Digits frigid, orifice hallowed, liquid congealed,Master lay dying.Always there, look elsewhere.Small and pliant,Milky white, verdure moss, auburn muck.Massive and steely,Metallic jet, calendered chrome, geometric monolith.The double,Mirror image.Hopes for past,Memories of future.Scale, reflect, rotate, translate.d o gD O GD O 96 O C|G o dMaster breathed,"Repeat."

speed queen Drying Tumbler

2010-03-08T12:15:00.004-05:00

Tumbling.Front to back,Outside then in,Swirls within swirling,Matter coveting Nothing.Flaxen maiden outstretched briefly,Acrobat thrust into moist air,Wheel spun gerbil landing.One segment now visible,Rolled and sucked into void.Disappeared.Huff,Puff.The seen reappears,always there.Heaven's spring thaws the coagulate,Passionate red vignettes an alabaster vat,Streams forming, speeding to Vortex

Politics of Forgetting

2010-02-26T14:15:00.001-05:00

As long as humans can remember, memory has been a problem. The knowledge of the problem of memory itself testifies to this fact. If I had no memory, I would not know that memory is a problem. That is to say: the knowledge of the problem of memory stands in the way of curing itself.Friedrich Nietzsche wrote a wonderful article (his second Untimely Meditation) pressing home the point that everyone

a marxist manifesto

2010-02-22T08:57:00.002-05:00

Be serious about life! Believing and caring about what one does. To become completely cynical about life and society is to exterminate all hope or indeed even all notions of utopia. Hasn't control and stability become the dominant feelings of our contemporary existence? Here (or rather for me, there), everything is a joke, all mirages, all is frivolous, ironies everywhere - the pinnacle of

the lyric moment

2010-02-21T09:40:00.003-05:00

As I sat outside on the steps to the backyard this morning, imbibing cheap instant coffee mixed with a drop of blood of some poor farmerand munching a somewhat stale P&J (that got dropped onto the ground just secs before), all consumed by Mozart's Requiem... I had a lyric moment (sun before me, warmth upon me, harmony within me, it and me, it it it it it... no no, me me me me me....)Is this not

Depression and Ecstacy: a conversation on Short scenes for Phillip's upcoming montage of the unconscious

2010-02-19T14:44:00.004-05:00

There we sat, across from each other, offset by one seat. I was bent over reading, eyes glued to the paper. Yet not for a second did I not want to stare into the essence of her being - her gorgeous brown eyes. Staring into another's eyes might be the most emotionally charged act in life. One is almost naturally too weak to accomplish the task. I wanted to sneak a peek. I could probably

What Yoga culture has to say to Western philosophy and Science

2010-01-31T14:21:00.002-05:00