Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Angry, stupid white males.

Hell, let's just resurrect the Klan and get it over with.

Thanks sasha. True story too. Even the part about the airplane ('Tony" was a roommate of mine in Vegas for awhile, and he had his own plane). I learned later that the massive trenches I found on the mesa were a work of "land art" by a Nevada-based artist named Michael Heizer (and crew) called "Doubl...

I head past Vegas, I'm past Vegas, north to Overton, and stop for a beer at a bar with a fish on the sign; cold beer is a spiritual revelation in desert heat. Two dust farmers are jawing about inflation as Jill the bar queen glides in from nowhere . . . "In- flaation !" she says. "Like my head when ...

Yes... I used to have my own version of this, although much less imaginative...

Mother's name: Mom
Eyes: Yes
Hair: Yes
Sex: Yes
Job Experience: Yes
Date of Birth: Yes
Qualifications: Yes
Height: Yes
Weight: Yes
Distinguishing features: Yes
Place of Birth: Yes
Character: Yes
Nationality: Yes

The first step was to break through,
to break the mechanized conscription,
of thought, language, body, soul, mind.
There were signs for awhile, until buried
under a materialistic avalanche...

I think the fanatics who've controlled the narrative for far too long are (perhaps?) losing some of their grip, due to our sheer numbers and our rapidly exploding tech capabilities if nothing else (which present different types of daunting challenges of their own). We were given a pretty cool rock t...

"Politicians: a Short Story"

"Lies!" . . . "When?" "Whenever their lips move."

what would Jesus come back to, a rubble of dead cities. It just don't make any sense. It's always dangerous to talk religion: always a chance you might piss someone off. But, what the hell anyway; for all we know, maybe I'm Jesus. I mean, my name means " of Nazareth ," after all... Seriously though...

I was goooooglin' around (gawd, could someone please get me a life ?), and it's funny what comes up when you put in 'armageddon' or 'apocalypse'-- lots of religious shitshow stuff, but that whole branch of grim speculation might be way too arrogant-- you see this when the other (scientificated) bran...

From both ends of the earth, Polar opposites will arc skyward, the coming storms, searing winds, the black, white everything nothing, the Horsemen on their dismal mounts, Revelation ripping seals from hot flesh, roads to hell paved with soul collectors, bombed-out eyes, desolate altars of truth. Thu...

... digging ancient languages into your back with my fingers nailing all the choruses in the key of Salvation, holy holy Hell, mmm. Glory, glory, Allelujah for the jealous Angels, Demons and Pantheons, All.

Amen.

excellent comments. it's a complex . It's given us a complex. it's a globally-integrated system/capital machine, and yes, the subject referenced herein has for quite some time been a pillar of the economy. the great juggernaut, the self-fulfilling, self-justifying, self-propelling great riding mower...

Thirty-plus years of persistence! When it's in your blood, it's in your blood. Maybe it just never really leaves you.

I have one unpublished novel myself (greatly expanded from something I self-published a few years ago-- thanks Doreen), and half of another one. Been at it for ten years or so...

Some of my writing has started this way-- hearing a phrase, the sound of its words, for a moment completely unattached to anything specific, followed maybe by other thoughts or images that seem to ride in on the same "wave"...

And zero was quite an invention. Does it really exist? ...

Not a poem, just "snippets" of long-instilled language with enough psychological leverage to give us a Complex. It was going to be a much longer "cut-up," but time ran short ...