Showing posts with label PBtoman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PBtoman. Show all posts

Sunday, May 8, 2011

ShinyMetal

FORTUNE smiles at some, and laughs at others...

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

AloneNess


Alone
The mountains are lovely in the fall.
the streams run a little bit colder.
the dead leaf carried away into another winter.
the snow so white and deep.
the privilege of being there.
Why do they laugh
they....

think I a'm so alone.
[poem by Lubinus Labinus]

Friday, April 1, 2011

U.FoOz- Another Dimension

Insane people are always sure that they are fine.
 It is only the sane people who are
willing to admit that we are crazy.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Johnny ONslaught

A deadline is negative inspiration.
Still, it's better than no... inspiration... at all.


Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Lismoist + design = ?


More formally, design has been defined as follows.
(noun) a specification of an object, manifested by an agent, intended to accomplish goals, in a particular environment, using a set of primitive components, satisfying a set of requirements, subject to constraints;(verb, transitive) to create a design, in an environment
(where the designer operates)-[3]x


Sunday, January 30, 2011

filaments of discovered


VERLAINE DRINKS
There will always be whores on street corners,

Lost shells stranded on the stellar shores

Of a blue dusk which is neither of here nor of earth

Where taxis roll by like bewildered bugs.

But roll less than in my whirling head

The green gem of absinthe deep in the glass

Where I drink perdition and the thunder

Of the Lord's judgment to roast my naked soul.

Ah! how the tangled spindles of the streets
Turn and spin the fabric of men and women,
As if a spider were weaving her web
With the filaments of discovered souls.
[by~ANTONIN ARTAUD]

Saturday, January 29, 2011

it will not come

I could have been a successful bank robber, gangster, business executive, psychoanalyst, drug
trafficker, explorer, bullfighter, but the conjuncture of circumstances was never there. Over the years I begin to doubt if my time will ever come. It will come, or it will not come. There is no use trying to force it. Attempts to break through have led to curbs, near disasters, warnings. I cultivate and alert passivity, as though watching and opponent for the slightest sign of weakness." [W.Burroughs.]

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Who says

Who says the eternal being does not exist?
Who says the sun has gone out?
Someone who climbs up on the roof and closes his eyes tight,
and says, I don't see anything.
Selection from Unseen Rain (versions of Rumi)

Friday, November 19, 2010

Monday, September 27, 2010

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Thursday, May 27, 2010

a cliche


Any great truth can -- and eventually will -- be expressed as a cliche
-- a cliche is a sure and certain way to dilute an idea. For instance,
my grandmother used to say, 'The black cat is always the last one off
the fence.' I have no idea what she meant, but at one time, it was
undoubtedly true.- Solomon Short

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

My darling, be a little crazy.

My darling, be a little crazy.
Sometimes life is too bitter
If we do not believe in dreams.
The pain subsided quickly
And consoles himself with a kiss.
From the heart it heals the wound
For an oath that reassures.

Monday, April 26, 2010

gin and tacos

[painting by LUBinus LABinus]
**************
Waking up to a breakfeast
gin and tacos
don't know about the refried beans
washing it down with last night's stale beer
fortified with cigarette buts
what a way to start the day
the breakfast of champions...
probably have a wicked case
of the squirts by late afternoon
the breakfast of those on the cutting edge
the brunch of the in-crowd
the yummy meal of those on
the outer-edge fringe
[written LUBinus]

Monday, January 11, 2010

TV=tv

I am not alone. I intend to let go of despair or nostalgia and I choose to make peace with loss or express mourning in order to move forward. I release the rut of regret and the fear of tomorrow to make way for forgiveness, pleasure, beauty, and hope. I am empowered by my conscience and my gift is forgiveness."
because the punishment is the same either way.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tina

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tina_Modotti

Pure your gentle name, pure your fragile life,
bees, shadows, fire, snow, silence and foam,
combined with steel and wire and
pollen to make up your firm
and delicate being.

Friday, December 11, 2009

idiot


How come the idiot is always in charge?