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All this stuff is illusory.
Stuck in my head...
(blog entry)
To all of your kind!
And to all of your sad.
To all of your ladies,
And you call yourself playing.
Ain't nobody knows the game you wanna play,
believe me when I say.
Let us keep some good.
To all your kind!
And to all of your sad!
T...
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Have you ever wondered
(blog entry)
what it means to channel the truly horrifying? The terrible... the horror, the horror.
Lady Lazarus
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it----
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My ri...
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The Batman
(blog entry)
I watched I'm Not There last night and enjoyed it far more than I thought I would. The theatre at State played it on the big screen several months ago and I'd always meant to go but somehow did not. So I rented it. Wow. The performances were amazi...
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Pablo, Pablo... you saved my soul
(blog entry)
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
ever...
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To all of your kind!
And to all of your sad.
To all of your ladies,
And you call yourself playing.
Ain't nobody knows the game you wanna play,
believe me when I say.
Let us keep some good.
To all your kind!
And to all of your sad!
To all of your ladies,
And you caught yourself playing.
And especially to all of your living!
Living! Living!
And you call yourself pimping.
To all of your kind!
And to all of your sad.
And especially to all of your living!
Living! Living!...
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what it means to channel the truly horrifying? The terrible... the horror, the horror.
Lady Lazarus
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it----
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
A paperweight,
My face a featureless, fine
Jew linen.
Peel off the napkin
0 my enemy.
Do I terrify?----
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave ca...
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Fri, July 18, 2008 - 6:11 AM
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I watched I'm Not There last night and enjoyed it far more than I thought I would. The theatre at State played it on the big screen several months ago and I'd always meant to go but somehow did not. So I rented it. Wow. The performances were amazing, the interwoven musical story-lines and drug induced hallucinatory explorations, the television and newsreel representations of the socio-political backdrop of the 60s... I could go on. If you haven't seen this movie yet you must go rent it.
H...
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If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by lit...
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