Archive for the ‘Dance’ Category
Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
When I look at any so-called "open system that must stay equalized" that yet somehow stirs up improbable hurricanes, I feel justified in my scepticism.
The state of perpetual emergency imposed from above by some local lord feels artificial.
What dilettante bohemians consider medicine for the soul might not be your ...
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Friday, April 25th, 2008
Mr. Smooth said that cars run better when he's a passenger.
I thought it was a smug thing to say but I have to admit it's true, at least when he rides with me.
He's not the swivel-hipped rebel from some forgotten vignette now showing on YouTube— he's more like someone with ...
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Tuesday, February 26th, 2008
I ain't no perfect hand man, but I enjoy my steps on the dance floor.
The sun may not catch me there— still have a tan.
I'm an outdoors man, after all.
It's a good thing I discovered you before I went mad, can't say it enough.
They call me a bespoke lion— don't ...
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Sunday, February 17th, 2008
The soundtrack in your head is the creative source of all righteous shit and it feels good.
As if you'd eaten the fruit of a dung-loving mushroom.
Those extraterrestrial creatures in the grass that we so adore are just the surface sprouts of the real monster buried in the ground.
The mycelium covers ...
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Friday, February 15th, 2008
You walk up on this beach concert and don't even know who's playing.
Bo Diddley comes on and suddenly you have abundant energy.
You thought you were dead tired, but when that certain song comes on you jump up and let everybody know you feel clean again.
That's what rhythm does.
And if a ...
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Tuesday, January 8th, 2008
Dolphins have compassion.
I should know.
They helped me with their Buddha-like philosophy.
I lived with some students for a while, who tried to communicate with visual signs, which was interesting, because they speak aurally intra-species.
They showed surprising intelligence in the ocular realm, although that's not their preference, I'm sure-- they have small ...
Posted in Dance, Life, Magic, Naked | No Comments »
Tuesday, January 1st, 2008
We swim together in the ocean of time, our dreams stirred by the words of old men.
One man's honest breath is no match for their voices.
No matter how he hurts inside.
They cite scripture for their purpose and the people celebrate the familiar rites of spring, while tired women struggle to ...
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