May 20th, 2012
Tunisian protestors sew their lips shut, "[B]ecause we screamed and nobody listened to us."
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May 20th, 2012
Still from Isolation Tank, Gary Hill, 2011 Almost every day I…
Still from Isolation Tank, Gary Hill, 2011
Almost every day I fill the tub with salt water and lie down, with just enough of my face exposed to be able to breathe and stay there as long as I can. Sometimes the water gets cold and I refill it and then lie down again. When I’m submereged I can either hear the pipes gurgling or nothing at all. I don’t think I even realized it was sensory deprivation until now, it’s just the only time I feel calm. I told Kara I’m having an empathic crisis which is so dramatic and flip but it’s true. Too many people talking and crowding and too many feelings and responses and it’s too hard to listen and it’s too hard to be heard.
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May 20th, 2012
I think it’s important to dress for your team. —emilyst
yep.
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May 20th, 2012
i do not, in fact, want to feel everything, i already did and it sucked.—Karaj
xoleonine!!
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May 20th, 2012
internationalsadhits: The deepest exile is inward, a retreat through the eyes, behind the face,…
The deepest exile is inward, a retreat through the eyes, behind the face, beneath the heart. Looking out from that dark interior, the distance to the front row is already immense - it’s through the wrong side of binoculars, this view from the center of a soul pressed dense into the smallest possible space. Gravity emanates from that spot, it sucks the light from all our eyes toward it, we squint through opera glasses to see those hands more clearly - what chord could that possibly be? - but they move so continually there is no way to fix any one location in this haze. Those glowing hands - black chutes of eyes - a body downstage and the self hidden in plain sight.
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May 20th, 2012
egocentric pattern projection
or how durational assertions reveal uneasiness about constructed self-narratives
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May 20th, 2012
At some point in time your best friend’s mother will text you about what a bitch her…
At some point in time your best friend’s mother will text you about what a bitch her gynecologist is and it won’t be weird at all.
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May 20th, 2012
The herbs and flowers gathered this night are considered exceptionally potent. St John’s wort,…
The herbs and flowers gathered this night are considered exceptionally potent. St John’s wort, burdock, thorn, and nettle , harvested on Midsummer Eve are hung on doors and windows and placed around the home for protection. Houses are decorated with fennel, orpine (also know as Sedum; live forever; stone crop), St. John’s Wort and birch branches. Royal Fern (Raithneach na Ri) seeds which are gathered on midsummer are said to make the possessor invisible. They who find Royal Fern blossoms on Midsummer’s eve become wise, lucky, wealthy and and all around happy folk. Women wear braided circlets of clover and flowers, while men wear chaplets of oak leaves and flowers around their heads. In times past livestock were also decorated with garlands made of flowers, foliage, and oak leaves.
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