and the veil was lifted
and he clearly spoke
and we lost our words
in amazement
Friday, 31 October 2008
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Tuesday, 28 October 2008
Monday, 27 October 2008
what time is it
His mouth,like an earth cavity.He dreams of ben-hurian dreams.Stillness.White curtains separating bodies.His hand:warm.Skin color:ok.
"What is this smell?-the surgery room" like burning flesh.At the end of the corridor, a windowpane cutting the road traffic and a crane, working silently and consistently.
The outside invades him through tubes and needles.Him, he resides behind his eyelids, below his brain, deep inside his chest.I see his little home depicted on the surveillance monitor.
"What is this smell?-the surgery room" like burning flesh.At the end of the corridor, a windowpane cutting the road traffic and a crane, working silently and consistently.
The outside invades him through tubes and needles.Him, he resides behind his eyelids, below his brain, deep inside his chest.I see his little home depicted on the surveillance monitor.
V_tach/pulse_alert
That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Sunday, 26 October 2008
Friday, 24 October 2008
Thursday, 23 October 2008
Tuesday, 21 October 2008
Friday, 17 October 2008
Thursday, 16 October 2008
Baudrillard on Collectors
Collectors evade the challenge of seduction and seek complete CONTROL: "He [the collector] prefers the possessive spell cast by a collection of dead objects--the dead sex object being as beautiful as a butterfly with florescent wings -- to the seduction of a living being who would demand his love in return. He prefers the monotonous fascination of the collection, the fascination with dead differences, this obsession with the same, over the seduction of the other" (Baudrillard Seduction 123).
http://www.thelemming.com/lemming/dissertation-web/home/collecting.html
http://www.thelemming.com/lemming/dissertation-web/home/collecting.html
beyond control/behind the mirror
how can we own when
we don't see
but we are what is seen
when we don't think
but we are what is thought of
owing nothing, not even our
self
we don't see
but we are what is seen
when we don't think
but we are what is thought of
owing nothing, not even our
self
ownership
Chattel, broad term, derived from the word cattle, used to describe all kinds of personal property. In law, personal property is distinguished from real property, or real estate, which is generally characterized by immobility. Chattels are usually regarded as movable objects that may be taken from one place to another, such as money, clothing, jewelry, automobiles, and household goods. Real estate, on the other hand, comprises land, buildings and construction materials used in the buildings, and natural resources found on the land. Certain objects that are a part of real estate may become chattels when they are removed from the land, such as cut timber or mined ore.
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