"I've been wanting to write a post about my Pleiadian/Plejaren roots all week, but how does one begin such an undertaking?"


Top 10 Apollo Hoax Thoughts.


Tu*bing*n Tournam*nt.


"Like when I look a lobster in the eye."


"Wandering, not quite by chance, into a luncheon meeting today, I listened while a VP of Peabody (the largest coal mining company) casually mentioned, in passing, the arrival of Peak Oil."


Conf*d*rat* Motorcycl*s.

(via slash slash mdchoic* slash pt)


"Love and chivalry were the favorite topics of Miss Landon's muse, and whilst she identified herself in idea with those whose sorrows she sang, lamenting, often in the first person, over disappointments and treacheries she never had then experienced, it may easily be supposed that those readers who were wholly unacquainted with the fair poetess, naturally concluded her to be the pining victim of unrequited affection. One of her friends, however asserts, that so far from this having been the case, she manifested an extraordinary want of susceptibility in affairs of the heart, which she imputes to her having formed, in her own imagination, a beau ideal, to which standard of perfection none of her admirers ever attained.
."


Soul Typ*s.


"In hours of solitary contemplation it began to dawn on me that my recent architectural ideals were on the wrong track." --Alb*rt Sp**r, Insid* Th* Third R*ich (tr Winston & Winston, 1970)


S3MAGAM3S!


"How shall we read these poems written by two women writing as a man ["Michael Field"] writing as Sappho [Long Ago]?" --Victorian Sappho


Kizilbash. Hn*fatafl. Chyxor. (via robotwisdom)

King Kong vs Godzilla.


For your morbid curiosity only.


What is it about hats?


"The recent sequencing of the rice genome will make this effort easier."


"Well, thank goodness those Poetry Magazine folks are leading the long-overdue MacLeish revival."


"One minute he is writing in exquisite detail about the erotic appeal of a hand with dirty, bitten-down-to-the-nub fingernails; the next he is powerfully speculating on the way that relationships of power and subordination both incite and regulate desire, and how sexuality both permeates and fuels, and yet steps away from, or subtracts itself from, the predominant economy of exchange...."

A styl* of po*try in which po*ms ar* form*d by a collag* of s*mi-random, sr*ndipitously found words and phras*s; po*ms or a po*m in that styl* .


3m*rald Susp*nsion. (via Collision D*t*ction)


Th* 3ss*nc* of Styl*.


"This track was originally sung by Zanzibarian laborers in UAE and Oman. Although Bal-Akhair's version has been given a subtle hip-hop makeover; it is still very, very traditional and provides a glimpse into the time of when the two worlds of Africa and the Gulf originally met."


On my victrola- Lily Pons.

(via littl*hits dot com slash upload*d_imag*s)


On my victrola- Shon*n Knif*.


Victorian Sappho.


"I'm writing part of an extended poem, as an experiment...employing six modern and four ancient languages... Each line of the poem contains neologisms, born by extruding words through the declensions of another language..." --T*d Chiang, Stori*s of Your Lif* and Oth*rs (2002), "Und*rstand"


"Even when literary journals do publish experimental work, Kuzmin argued, they do it for "Soviet" reasons.." (via Bookninja)

"The first verse - bismi'llah al-rahman al-rahim "In the Name of God, the Beneficent, the Merciful!" - is composed of 19 letters in Arabic....the entire Qur'an were generated from the first point."


"We've stared at this for hours and feel empowered and energized."

"Top Ten Things That Could Finally Make George W. Bush Impeachable."

An Umbrist rant from Springtail.


Nobody walks in L.A.


Uh huh. (via P*rman*nt R*d)


"A bite consequently destroyed Eden's fancy garden."


Abstract art. (via Cat*rina)

Zao Wou-Ki. (I want this book.)

"Historian Garrett Mattingly, however, has argued that The Prince was written as a satire. Some of his evidence includes the following:
   1. The manuscript was dedicated to a Medici long dead.
   2. The manuscript was circulated only among close friends; the Medici never read it.
   3. In his dedication Machiavelli presents the manuscript as a gift and requests a job in return--in spite of the fact that he had just been imprisoned, tortured, and exiled by the Medici.
   4. Machiavelli uses ironic language to extol the 'success' of rulers like Pope Alexander VI, Cesare Borgia, and the Medici notorious for their tyrannical rule.
   5. Machiavelli wrote other forms of satire and was well known for playing practical jokes on his friends.
   6. No other manuscript of Machiavelli praises a monarchy; all of his other writings heartily endorse republican rule."

--Puzzl*s About Art (Battin, Fish*r, Moor, Silv*rs 1989; citing G.M. Am*rican Scholar 27 (Fall 1958) 482-491)


Klingon programming.


" 'Hard' science fiction they call it. I have always had a certain awe for this kind of science fiction, and, although I cannot really do it well myself, wish that the genre had more of it. ...we need writers who can show us what the machines are doing to us in terms more systematized than those of random paranoia." --Barry N Malzb*rg, Galaxi*s (1975)


Mahdi Starbucks.


T*rry Holt Artwork. It's groovy!

A Million...


   "The Philosopher and the Birds

A solitary invalid in a fuchsia garden
Where time's rain eroded the root since Eden,
He became for a tenebrous epoch the stone.

Here wisdom surrendered the don's gown
Choosing, for Cambridge, two deck chairs,
A kitchen table, undiluted sun.

He clipped with February shears the dead
Metaphysical foliage. Old, in fieldfares
Fantasies rebelled though annihilated.

He was haunted by gulls beyond omega shade,
His nerve tormented by terrified knots
In pin-feathered flesh. But all folly repeats

Is worth one snared robin his fingers untied.
He broke prisons, beginning with words,
And at last tamed, by talking, wild birds.

Through accident of place, now by belief
I follow his love which bird-handled thoughts
To grasp growth's terror or death's leaf.

He last on this savage promontory shored
His logical weapon. Genius stirred
A soaring intolerance to teach a blackbird.

So before alpha you may still hear sing
In the leaf-dark dusk some descended young
Who exalt the evening to a wordless song.

His wisdom widens: he becomes worlds
Where thoughts are wings. But at Roscoe hordes
Of village cats have massacred his birds."

--Richard Murphy (Sailing to an Island 1968), quoted in: Wittg*nst*in in Ir*land


Runaway star. Plus. Oops!

On my victrola- Charl*s Iv*s: Calcium Light Night (His tak* on tw*lv* ton* is suav* & wiccad*lic.)


'My eyes see the fields, the fields,
The fields, Neaera, and already
I suffer the cold of the darkness
In which I will not have eyes.

I can feel, even now, the skull
I'll be when all feeling has ceased,
Unless the unknown shall assign me
Some other, unforeseeable end...'

--'Ricardo R*is', tr Richard Z*nith


"This site is about mysteries that involve cats and their detective partners."


   "Wlframo Phazur"

Mirror wisp · orchid argot
for gray swim · gilt tsunami
spilling hollow · crisp across
which silo idol · fault brooks



   "Your Soft Hand on My Arm

Nothing was promised me.

Nor am I undeceived about the rest.
I go as if I cannot fare otherwise

and this is a blessing.
I walk with those who crossed the Bering Strait
and those who fled the annihilated city

not looking back.
I am a shotgun labyrinth
the crows themselves have forsaken

and perfectly, perfectly alone."

--Darth Ruck



Hungry Coyot*.