If i was from the big town I would be calm and debonair

uncertainties are wrong.

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=6364566107&ref=search

like

v v v much

the idea of the changing center.

glad I finally know what record this thread is about

one of the best records

too late he realised

she is not afraid of happiness
she is entirely without shame

love is exchanged there
mothers weep there
it is night there

http://www.robertashley.org/photos/perfect09.jpg

played 8 minutes of this at end of my science&tech radio show today

<3

the best music.

the best thread!

still need to actually watch this :/

that number is the answer, in the way that numbers answer

sometimes we never see the guns
sometimes yes, sometimes no.

http://www.artsjournal.com/postclassic/2010/07/music_is_a_history_of_our_stru.html

Thanks for the link JL.

things are much less formal than they used to be

this is the hour of the mystery of the barn swallows

come down out of the tree and fight like a man

love when the electric keys re-enter, halfway through "the backyard"

^^^ this moment always gives me chills

three men have loved her; one a decade on the average.

^^one of the best

Finally, I have come to think of frogs as emblematic of that relationship -- that I barely understand -- between the mysteries of the transfer of life from one generation to the next and our irrevocable, necessary commitment to the use of nuclear energy. This association of images is ambiguous for me; I do not know how it started, nor whether I should trust it. I suspect that, like other preconceptions about biological "facts," it defies explanation and can be stated only as an admitted bias for whatever facts there are to be discovered.

RIGHT ON

why have i never heard this? what is wrong with me?

milton might answer, "Because you're INSANE!"

sometimes i hear this and i'm so happy to hear it and other times it makes me so so sad

it's like life

she makes a double life
she makes a perfect system every day
she makes it work
she stands there in the doorway of her mothers house
looking at the grass and sky and at where they meet
never once thinking thoughts like
it's so like a line
or, the difference is so powerful
or, which way shall I take to leave
My mind turns to my breath, one.
My mind watches my breath, two.
My mind turns and watches my breath, three.
My mind turns and faces my breath, four.
My mind faces my breath, five.
My mind studies my breath, six
My mind sees every aspect of the beauty of my breath, seven.
My mind watches my breath soothing itself, eight.
My mind sees every part of my breath, nine.
My breath is not indifferent to itself, ten.

She never thinks of possibility
or of how probable it is that they have come together
those thoughts never enter her mind
nor do thoughts of sports
she has no desire to improve her muscles
for her, piano playing is the only mystery
it's so beautiful, and how they do it no one knows.

The church forbids its angels entry there
the gypsies camp there
blood is exchanged there
mothers weep there

she is earth
we are the sun
people are gathered in the backyard
this is the celebration of the changing of the light
they do it as often as they can in summer

they are the planets in the scheme of things

giordano bruno, whoever he is

;)

the new art-house cinema space in town is showing this (and the john cage segment too) tmrw night :)
http://www.ubu.com/film/greenaway_ashley.html

go see it!!!

it's on youtube but i'd jump at the chance to see it in a theater.

i am torn btwn seeing it and seeing throne of blood, as both are good to see in theatre!
i am glad that i have rediscovered how much i love movies

HMMMMMMMMMMM. i bet throne of blood will be more visually impressive, tbh.

yes, exactly. and also i really love it.

The church forbids its angels entry there
the gypsies camp there
blood is exchanged there
mothers weep there
it is night there

have been listening to this a lot recently

its been on my mind

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQBpire6jhw

He pours himself a small drink in a fluted plastic glass a fact sans ice.

Imagine the Self shaving for the first time.