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pan gonkai & chen chen

How I Became Sagacious

The day the window grew till it no longer fit the house        was the night I decided to leave. I carried in my snake mouth a boxful       of carnal autobiographies. I went in search of a face without theory.       The window went on to sing a throb of deer melody. The shape, the day of my belly sobbed       with the outline of a deer. The clouds were a mouth-shaped poison,       & ready. I saw violence in anything with a face. I wished for a place big enough for grief,       & all I got was more grief, plus People magazine. There were some inside things I was going to make       outside things, just for one person in a godless living room, full of passé plants. Now what?       So blah & bewildered, my hands have turned out to be no bee,       lall bumble, unable to tell the difference between the floor & the ground. They feel dirt,       but it feels like something they made.

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GANBARE

Velvet underground forever

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salience

God against man

man against god

man against nature

nature against man

nature against god

god against nature

very funny religion

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Mondo

There can be no set price for a book,” he says. “It depends on the book, the person, and the author—when you put a price on something, you change the relationship between person and book

There is so much violence in American society today because there are no more great myths to help young men and women relate to the world or to understand that world beyond what is seen

The mind has to do with meaning. What’s the meaning of a flower? There’s a Zen story about a sermon of the Buddha in which he simply lifted a flower. There was only one man who gave him a sign with his eyes that he understood what was said. Now, the Buddha himself is called “the one thus come.” There’s no meaning. What’s the meaning of the universe? What’s the meaning of a flea? It’s just there. That’s it. And your own meaning is that of outer value that we forget that the inner value, the rapture that is associated with being alive, is that it’s all about.

It was my mother who tucked him in and told him that there exists a sort of love in the world that only survives as long as no one speaks of it

Drag the City Back to the Country

A careless city

A sly city

A city with very weak nerves

A city hard-hearted but soft-boned

A city with ubiquitous surveillance

Skyscrapers bend their knees on the carpet one by one

Lies deface beautiful women one after another

Museums display

Neither fish nor fowl

The city

Tries hard to upset us

It’s time

To make up our mind

I’ve made up mine

To drag the city in a caravan

Back to the country

To feed the dogs

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https://ocula.com/artists/tiger-tateishi/

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you’re a bad host

Hong Kong by Internet and Essay:

Revisiting My Hong Kong, 20 Years After the British Left 

The Unique Genius of Hong Kong’s Public Transportation System 

Once a Model City, Hong Kong Is Now in Trouble 

Is it too Late to Save Hong Kong from Beijing’s Authoritarian Grasp?

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Kubrick by Kirby. Jack Kirby art from the 2001 A Space Odyssey Marvel Treasury Special 1976

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witness not possess

A LITTLE CLOSER TO THE EDGE Young enough to believe nothing will change them, they step, hand in hand, into the bomb crater. The night full of black teeth. His faux Rolex, weeks from shattering against her cheek, now dims like a miniature moon behind her hair. In this version, the snake is headless--stilled like a cord unraveled from the lover's ankles. He lifts her white cotton skirt, revealing another hour. His hands. His hands. The syllables inside them. O father, O foreshadow, press into her--as the field shreds itself with cricket cries. Show me how ruin makes a home out of hip bones. O mother, O minute hand, teach me how to hold a man the way thirst holds water. Let every river envy our mouths. Let every kiss hit the body like a season. Where apples thunder the earth with red hooves. & I am your son.

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Above: a peek into Godzilla’s anatomy. Below: a way more accurate version.

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epaulette

What Is Your Life's Blueprint?

Do you feel connected, possessive, nationalistic, dissociative? 

Or just trying to get by?

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Suppose an individual believes something with his whole heart; suppose further that he has taken irrevocable actions because of it. Finally, suppose that he is presented with evidence, unequivocal and undeniable evidence, that his belief is wrong. What will happen? The individual will frequently emerge , not only unshaken, but even more convinced of the truth of his beliefs than ever before. He may even show a new fervor for converting other people to his view.

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proxemics

...she looked at the strong arms which, in an hour, would decide the fortune of the Europe mail, bearing a high responsibility, like a city’s fate.

...Wile things they were, those hands of his, and only tamed to tenderness; their real task was dark to her. She knew this man’s smile, his gentle ways of love, but not his godlike fury in the storm. She might snare him in a fragile net of music, love and flowers, but, at each departure, he would break forth without, it seemed to her, the least regret. He opened his eyes, “What time is it?” “Midnight.”

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