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Somehow, Cleveland has survived, with her gray banner unfurled -- the banner of Archangelsk and Detroit, of Kharkov and Liverpool -- the banner of men and women who would settle the most ignominious parts of the earth, and there, with the hubris born neither of faith nor ideology but biology and longing, bring into the world their whimpering replacements.

Gary Shteyngart


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Tuesday, October 8th, 2019

🦋 O__u__en_e at O_l __ee_ B_id_e

A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking up at the blackboard....

posted morning of October 8th, 2019: Respond

🦋 Meaningless

I'm interested in the relationship between Asemic Writing/Logograms and Sound Poetry. Sound Poetry is to spoken language what Logograms is to written language: it succeeds by sounding superficially like language but without conveying meaning (at least, in the way that language traditionally conveys meaning). I'm interested in finding more examples of Sound Poetry; all I really have on tap currently are Altazor and this piece by Hugo Ball:

posted morning of October 8th, 2019: 3 responses
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Tuesday, September 17th, 2019

Hi, it's me... the dude that loves your statuses; the guy that laughs at the jokes you post.

posted morning of September 17th, 2019: 1 response

Monday, September 16th, 2019

Matter. Don't matter.
Matter, don't matter, doesn't matter/ in the Void

posted morning of September 16th, 2019: Respond
➳ More posts about Poetry

🦋 Jiva and Atman

Jiva eats the fruit of the tree: Jiva is bound to the world. Jiva is part of the world.
Atman does not eat but watches.
Atman links Jiva to the supreme unity.

posted morning of September 16th, 2019: 2 responses
➳ More posts about Songwriting

Sunday, September 15th, 2019

🦋 Jagged

There was a jagged man, and he walked a jagged mile.
He found a jagged sixpence behind a jagged stile.
He bought a jagged cat that caught a jagged mouse.
They all lived together in a little jagged house.

posted morning of September 15th, 2019: 5 responses
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There is no Lie without a liar; there is no Truth without a truth-teller.
There is no Song without a singer.

posted morning of September 15th, 2019: Respond
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Friday, August 23rd, 2019

There's no I in meat

posted evening of August 23rd, 2019: 1 response

Friday, August second, 2019

🦋 UTF-8

Hm. Non-ASCII characters in the blog don't seem to be rendering correctly anymore. Sorry... at some point I will figure out why and fix it, but not today. eéäoö what's weird is if I enter non-ASCII characters in a new post, they render correctly...

posted afternoon of August second, 2019: Respond
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Saturday, July 27th, 2019

🦋 Thelonious Monkey

It's said that given infinite time, a thousand monkeys with a thousand grand pianos would surely play all the works of Joplin.

posted afternoon of July 27th, 2019: Respond
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