free ways

one of the slides I shot for my photo class. exposure something like ten seconds.

"the faint cry of freeway like that of sickly lungs expelling final wheezes of suffering before deflating at last in the presence of cold death...the rainbow that streaks across the night sky bears no witness but assembles regardless, illumined by moons & smaller satellites no less bright...must have been the eye of death to peer upon the living, communicating their will to the slumbering Grave Diggers"

I miss him. in a lazy way.

excerpt - The Happy Birthday of Death

from "DEATH"

Let's all die
Let's practice a little
Let's play dead for a couple of hours

Let's everybody weave elegant everlasting cerements
build fantastic tombs
carve lifelong coffins
and devise great ways to die let's!
Let's walk under ladders, cross the paths of black cats,
break mirrors, burn rabbit feet, snip the 4th petal,
Yes! Let's draw the ACE OF SPADES --
Let's sleep with our doors unlocked


--Gregory Corso, The Happy Birthday of Death

if I got stranded on a desert island...

It has been a while. I was going to do a desert island survey, but halfway realized it was too stupid to go on, so I deleted it and all that remains of the original post is the title.

I have been gone a while. I wish I had a cool reason but really it's because I reverted to the analog method of blogging - writing with pen on paper. But I return to this blog to say hello, because I don't want this thing to lie dormant. No one really reads this, and that's okay. It's how it should be.

I've a lot to do this Sunday night, but I'm taking my sweet time getting around to completing my assignments. A better life update to come, later.