measles starting at Disney is the first sign of the apocalypse
seagulls are chaotic evil, crows are chaotic good, pigeons are true neutral, eagles are lawful evil, chickadees are lawful good
To quote Chinua Achebe, Until lions have their own historians, the history of the hunt will always glorify the hunter
I mean, who even asked for a live action Spongebob movie
And yes, I know logically it is historically impossible for Benjamin Franklin to have been a hentai enthusiast but have you seen a picture of the man
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
—Oscar Wilde
I might as well throw that in,
like a bad bag of potato chips
This judgment, insofar as it is rationally motivated, depends on Wolfendale’s reconstruction of what he calls the “core conceit” of correlationist philosophies:
Om Tara
Tu Tara
Ture Svaha
Take a deep breath. Hold it. Let it go.
That’s the smell of the ocean.
Our forebears hailed from out there.
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This Dlugos poem has me assembling / reading poems that explore / enact rituals of healing. Thinking of Weiner’s The Fast as another example. Looking for more. Tumblr-poets, please send me others, okay?
i love this! i love this
my lil icon is queequeg the pomeranian that scully had fr 3 episodes of the show
cassandragillig i love this! i love this
lol my lil icon is queequeg the pomeranian that scully had fr 3 episodes of the show
[OK. You can’t see it if I am reading this aloud but what follows is a collage by Robin Tomens, which seems to be titled “Collage That Went Wrong”]
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Anyway, I do worry that something like Dilworth’s vicious circle principle would repeatedly and tragically re-engage itself in human affairs after a global collapse, even following many cycles of societal collapse in the mid to long-term human future; thus leading to recurrent periods of human ecological overshoot. However, given that such cycles would take place in a world that Clugston characterises as one of “continuously less and less”, plus one where the climatological catastrophe of the anthropocene would be unfolding with considerable and painful vigor, it is at least possible that humanity – or at least the genus Homo, as Mobus puts it – would eventually be ground down to a point far closer to dynamic equilibrium than it is now. I'm certainly not optimistic, neither is Mobus, but it is conceivable that something recognizably human might transition out of the current fifty thousand year period of cultural experimentation and ecocidal expansion. Of course, whether it ought to is an entirely different matter. After that time Izanaki and Izanami bore many fine islands. The first island born was. Next was. This island has one body and four faces, each with a name. Then the couple bore the triple of, and next, the the. This island also has one body and four faces, each with a name describing the brilliance of the sunshine. Then they bore the of, the of and the of, and next, the main island thick with grain plants, the the. These eight islands which were born first are called collectively the of the of the the. After giving birth to these islands, Izanaki and Izanami returned to the the. After Izanaki and Izanami had finished giving birth to the various islands, they started bearing deities. The first deity born was the great-task-carrying-out deity. Next born were the male deity of rock and soil and the female deity of stone and sand. Then the deity of great doors, the roof-thatching deity, the deity in charge of the safety of houses and the deity who protects houses from storms were born. Next they bore the sea deity and a couple of river-mouth deities. When Izanami was delivered of the fire deity her genitals were severely burnt and she was seriously ill in bed. She vomited and in her vomit a pair of ore deities came into being. In her excrement arose a pair of clay deities, and in her urine the female deity who controls irrigation water and the young deity full of procreative force whose daughter is the food goddess. Then, at last, Izanami passed away. Izanaki greatly lamented. Crawling around the head and feet of his wife, he wailed. From his tears arose the weeping deity, who dwells at the foot of the trees on the hill. Izanaki buried his wife on at the border between the of and the the. Then the bearded man in a wing suit jumps from a helicopter, flies through a triangle in the rock’s face. Radhika loved the guy who made 100 dollar bills out of ones. Sufficient unto the day are the evils thereof.
[Note: Sources: Zoe, various, at I Have Absolutely No Idea, 25 & 24 Jan 015; Oscar Wilde, and Del Ray Cross, quoted in Cross’s “mmcccvi”, at Anachronizms, 24 Jan 015; Terence Blake, “QUARRELS OF REDUCTIONISM: Review of Wolfendale on Harman’s OOP”, at Academia.edu; Tim Dlugos, Susan Landers, Cassandra Gillig, quoted in Gillig’s “‘Healing the World from Battery Park,’ by Tim Dlugos”, “i love this! i love this”, at Cassandra Gillig Dumb Poetry Blog, 25 & 22 Jan 015; JBR, but see next; Robin Tomens, “Collage That Went Wrong”, “Boundless Random Resonations”, at Include Me Out, 25 Jan 015 (“Proper title: When Collage Goes Wrong and Girl Can Barely Watch Whilst Crowd Tries To Escape From Being Trapped In A Visual Disaster”), and Scribble Electric, 25 Nov 010; Anyway: JBR; Paul Reid-Bowen, “What can be saved?”, at Pagan Metaphysics, 25 Jan 015; Kojiki (tr. Yoko Danno), quoted in Jerome Rothenberg, “From KOJIKI: The Male Deity Izanaki and the Female Deity Izanami (new edition)”, at Poems and Poetics, 25 Jan 015; JBR; Susan M Schultz, “27.2”, at Tinfish Editor’s Blog, 25 Jan 015; Jesus Christ, quoted in Matthew 6:34]
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