Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2016

List(s)/Litanie/Index SWP 2016


. . .
video
(mythic)
flesh
Panorama
Health
default
Wilderness
(as such)
Climate
atmosph -
eres
(electric) guitar
Gradient
(from horizon)
Heterotopia(s)
vaporware
of the sky
paint (on the)
(invisible) blade
fractal
pollen
[secret] 
megaph - 
one
techno 
artifacts,
amplifier (within)
Mirror
(the) grid
illustration
black box
hard-drive
lightbulb
smoke
(as soul)
books
ark - hive
website
(distant)
Oceans
micro -
phone
Weed(s)
Garden
meteor(ic
iron)
ditch & 
wall &
bridge
blur
(ring)
shovel
computer
clone(s)
hologram
password
shadow of
whatever,
This
& the
object(s) 
referred to

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

12

that you can’t get away from it. It’s everywhere (whatever it is).
apple spell
give us ideals
not meat and bone
give us ideals not meat and bone
vibrating knot messiah
“Confuse them so that they have to think twice.”
Paper mountain
The flies are dying all over again this year. That’s twice now and I wonder if they will be the better or the worse for it. There is the shadow of a fly the shadow only ascending the spine of a book on the altar

Cry in the wilderness. Cry in the wilderness. Cry in the wilderness. - the house of the future has got a bomb in the oven.
What did he see underthe red hood? Expectation of the end of the known world...apocalypticism, Supernatural guardian figure, time it becomes a continuous atmosphere
The revolution's airplane flew to America undiscovered. Seed must not be left to plant. Primitive forest trees dark green. Her wilderness is a green wood, he was whistling in the cavedark
We haven't buried him at all. How will he clean up that in an hour?
& nothing is anything but itself
measured so...
Struggling for utopia, an appetite of your own

Design digestion
strictly, indeed, traditional and metaphysical.
Move me, not thestone, the stone both come from beyond the Earth and witness a storm not of their own doing.
The highest expression of truth, free of and from the past, first religion, then philosophy, both without the memory or even knowledge of texture.
What is below the dirt; or, what is the dirt upon?
She happened, chanced, found and saw
half-door and an orphaned detail, in the corner, looking out
When we awoke in the dark and in the cold of the night, granitic beast. Gryke
Ever is now...when there is nothing, rituals of the space, degrees of difference between What never was and/or what never will be
What never has been and what never could be. All sounds in silence, burying, the history of the future. The past is gone, explore all
Of your holes
Open and closed. At nature should we bow?


Cannibalism
Havoc havok, withdrawn monument The horizon of the pats appears
You can never reach it. An outer time, like outer space
Conclusive, not being hopeful...to ask a question please come to the front
Structure architecture Marrow support, child of the night running wild and free. "perhaps I have said enough."
Extinction is forever

Amplification of attention, he was rules by the proportions of his own body; being told that the stone is the truest condition of creation, of still silent

Friday, November 5, 2010

7

The storm, The fall, The center of the world
The specter of nihilism haunts
he on the bridge, promise an answer


each in succession, animated, throughout the day in flat ever against the background, back of the sky


burgundy tongue
the moment just past is extinguished forever, save for the things made during it.
“There was Earth inside them, And They Dug.
Where did the way lead when it led nowhere?”
(gargantuan capacity for ruination)
Sphinx - “A coffin baring the face of a girl/A book/Written on the stomach of a Crow/A wildflower hidden in a beast/ [space of two or 3 lines] /A rock/Breathing with the lungs of a schizophrenic:/This is it/This is the twenty-first-century.”






sxiophreniuc
vanquish consciousness while still alive. Next, let’s try changing the shape. A shape into a form, a form into a shape
Black is myself (incubation breath)


Set your favorite book aflame. (don’t buy another copy, wait until you receive one as a gift, or find)
Listen to nothing, read nothing, look at nothing created before the last millennium

Metaphysics and Ethics


Winter the most truthful (release)
to create what appears to be an aura around the nimbus around the halo
The sacrificial dimension of light and time, wood and work
Bones. Working on the other side of the wall


Work as Action
Complex paradox revolving from chaos
Gut, near doom, black maps, not to scare you I am roaring. End times and gold mines


Artifacts telling
Tomes Lost in the camouflage. Endless any time a temporal eternity to blame for the song in your head
Who resembles you?
Obsession preserves memory
No start again next world. Keep illusion for the end...
Only after dark eventually. Two different approaches to invisibility...
Laughing philosopher in layers. Concealed stems
boast strength silence invention Digesting architecture. History is enhanced.
Down in the think, the deceased amateur new sequence of spheres and smoke, wandering possibility. Depictions of transfer in silence. Only something
to be filled itwill be...Weatherwhether you want it to be, or notitwill be. Trust yourself for at least one minute each day.
Matter transformed, no longer doing what it did before. Placed somewhere else; taken, moved brought doing something other.


Cirape
Then they made a drum...how, nobody can imagine.
Cannibals at the last supper?
There is no black. There is no black. It is a sure sign of midnight.
The vast earth rejoices, as he follows the blood path.
Ferocious welcome. Drop a dead (blue) pony on the virgin weavers. Home-made religion...welcome the mercurial imagination!
And whence you go and when once you go and when you go once to find her she will not appear we shall not appear. For appetite
The three goddesses and the hound. Two black batteries, the dirt sings it's own song.