entertain us

land-talk

Of Mother Nature and Marlboro Men

Hip Hop Thursday

Dam Funk with MC Eiht-Hood Pass Intact

white knowledge

the night is my nudity
the stars are my teeth
I throw myself among the dead
dressed in white sunlight.
(p. 147)































begin at page 122.

Georges Bataille, The Impossible (1947)

for real

sometimes a ritual is necessary
to get
something
goodbye
not chase
dragons
anymore


"my last bag of heroin (for real)", Micheal Auder, ed. 1993

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STAY UP/RIDE SLOW

2 for hip hop thursday

one up, one down.



88 Keys with Kanye-Stay Up (Stoney Rock remix)

zac attack.



DJ Screw, Grace & Angelic-Ride with a Playa

yum syrup.

<3

max ernst, plate 3 from un semaine de bonte

in-n-out

a maze is not created by the lines but by the space between them, like between the grooves on a vinyl record--the dual. essentially we are confounded by an interaction with space and not-space. it seems to me a confrontation with exterior-ness- our bodies and how we experience ourselves as a single unit in a plane that is not our own that we want to be infinite and expansive so that we are "free" from the experience of containment that is inherent within ourselves. maybe a maze is our wish to be free of our "selves" as units and become erased and at the same time integrated.

here are some mazes.





zeta



theta




mega




infinite



fractal




delta




crack




braid


labyrinth



4-D
(imagine these stacked up on top of each other in a tesseract)




Yo lincoln