resoluteplay.blogspot.com
Resolute Playfulness: ON POETIC LIVING
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AGAINST THE LOGIC OF WORK Manifestoes, poetry, perhaps a few stories reflecting the rebellion of one individual against the logic of a society of work and leisure, of unwitting slavery and entertainment at a price. Reckless, ridiculous, unreasonable, mad. Anarchic, surreal, dada… None of the words on this site are themselves subversive, but all point to an endeavor to subvert reality…. Monday, September 14, 2009. Labels: A Feral Challenge. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Oakland, CA 94623.
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Resolute Playfulness: THE REVOLUTION OF DAILY INTERACTIONS
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AGAINST THE LOGIC OF WORK Manifestoes, poetry, perhaps a few stories reflecting the rebellion of one individual against the logic of a society of work and leisure, of unwitting slavery and entertainment at a price. Reckless, ridiculous, unreasonable, mad. Anarchic, surreal, dada… None of the words on this site are themselves subversive, but all point to an endeavor to subvert reality…. Monday, September 14, 2009. THE REVOLUTION OF DAILY INTERACTIONS. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Oakland, CA 94623.
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Resolute Playfulness: DREAMING IN THE FACE OF DISASTER
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AGAINST THE LOGIC OF WORK Manifestoes, poetry, perhaps a few stories reflecting the rebellion of one individual against the logic of a society of work and leisure, of unwitting slavery and entertainment at a price. Reckless, ridiculous, unreasonable, mad. Anarchic, surreal, dada… None of the words on this site are themselves subversive, but all point to an endeavor to subvert reality…. Sunday, September 13, 2009. DREAMING IN THE FACE OF DISASTER. The poetry of true utopia rests within the heart of desire...
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Vagabond Daydreams: THE LIBERATION OF MOTION THROUGH SPACE
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Poems and tales of a wandering dreamer. Wednesday, September 9, 2009. THE LIBERATION OF MOTION THROUGH SPACE. I wrote this manifesto on time under the name of Feral Faun in the late 1980s or early 1990s. I am including it here both because I think it was a rather playful poetic rant, and for comparison with my next post]. The destruction of time is essential to the liberation of individuals from the social context, to the liberation of individuals as conscious, autonomous creators of their own lives.
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Vagabond Daydreams: II (The Unborn Woman)
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Poems and tales of a wandering dreamer. Wednesday, October 7, 2009. II (The Unborn Woman). A poem based on a dream). In slippery caves,. As on a water slide,. I found myself racing toward. I was naked and getting aroused. Flashed through my mind,. With glittering, gem-like scales,. With slitted serpent pupils,. Hooded and unblinking lids. Wide cobra mouths,. With the most delightful poisons. At the same time,. Offering sensuous caress,. Of sinuous human flesh. This was the careening,. Oakland, CA 94623.
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Shadowy Tales: HER PUTRID ART
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There is a tale to be told in every corner where the shadows fall. Short, short tales of terror with tongue planted firmly in cheek. Sunday, September 20, 2009. I had watched the little boy toys she had talked into modelling waste away, turn a sickly green and slowly liquefy. All closed casket funerals, since there was nothing left to see but festering green stew. it was very clear that something had to be done about her. Posted by Peter Gasman. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Oakland, CA 94623.
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Dark Carnival of the Unique: THE CATERPILLAR CARNIVAL
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Dark Carnival of the Unique. An anarchic festival of the monstrous and the marvelous. Sunday, September 20, 2009. Cerebral as a caterpillar. Raised upon the wings of a nuclear express:. Who would have thought that you could run so far. Without a songbird crawling. From the jungle of your mind? I had run the paceswith a sword of crinoline. And had sucked upon the nightmares of desire,. But my sorry dreams were dancing backwards. While I sewed a strange earthquake. Into the fabric of your brain. Its acroba...