I had to put my cat Calder to sleep today. He hadn't eaten in over three/four days.He tried, wanted to eat but couldn't. He was dehydrated and loosing weight. Aging before my eyes. The hurricane delayed my getting him to the veterinarian until this morning. His liver and kidneys we're failing. So really hard to see him go. He was a calm and loving being in my life for over twelve years.

I had to put my cat Calder to sleep today. He hadn't eaten in over three/four days.He tried, wanted to eat but couldn't. He was dehydrated and loosing weight. Aging before my eyes. The hurricane delayed my getting him to the veterinarian until this morning. His liver and kidneys we're failing. So really hard to see him go. He was a calm and loving being in my life for over twelve years.

The Church ought to be, if you will, just as powerless as God himself, which does not coerce but which calls and unveils the beauty and the truth of things without imposing them

 Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh

"The way to be anxious and unsure of oneself is to be spurred on by some hope or other, even though it may be within reach, or not hard to seek, and even if such hopes have never played us false."

Seneca the Younger

For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.

 Romans 8:22

Witnessing Tools In The Culture War

Witnessing Tools In The Culture War

There is no poetry among water drinkers.

  Ovid

I am free and that is why I am lost.

 Franz Kafka

For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.

 Romans 8:22

”The truth is,” writes Deleuze, “that sexuality is everywhere: the way a bureaucrat fondles his records, a judge administers justice, a businessman causes money to circulate; the way the bourgeoisie fucks the proletariat….Hitler got the fascists sexually aroused. Flags, nations, armies, banks get a lot of people aroused”

Robert Wyatt "Alifib"

Robert Wyatt "Alifib"

“Architects, sculptors, painters, we all must return to the crafts! For art is not a “profession.” There is no essential difference between the artist and the craftsman. The artist is an exalted craftsman. In rare moments of inspiration, transcending the consciousness of his will, the grace of heaven may cause his work to blossom into art. But proficiency in a craft is essential to every artist. Therein lies the prime source of creative imagination. Let us then create a new guild of craftsmen without the class distinctions that raise an arrogant barrier between craftsman and artist! Together let us desire, conceive, and create the new structure of the future, which will embrace architecture and sculpture and painting in one unity and which will one day rise toward heaven from the hands of a million workers like the crystal symbol of a new faith.”

— Walter Gropius, Bauhaus Manifesto and Program, April 1919.

I believe that words uttered in passion contain a greater living truth than do those words which express thoughts rationally conceived. It is blood that moves the body. Words are not meant to stir the air only: they are capable of moving greater things.

Natsume Sōseki, from Kokoro

Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.

 Marquis de Sade

Until the age of twelve I thought I was gifted with the power to shape the future, but this power was a crushing burden, it manifested itself in the form of threats, I had to take just so many steps before I got to the end of the sidewalk or else my parents would die in a car accident, I had to close the door thinking of some favorable outcome, for example passing a test, or else I’d fail, I had to turn off the light not thinking about my mother getting raped, or that would happen, one day I couldn’t stand having to close the door a hundred times before I could think of something good, or to spend fifteen minutes turning off the light the right way, I decided enough was enough, the world could fall apart, I didn’t want to spend my life saving other people, that night I went to bed sure the next day would bring the apocalypse, nothing happened, I was relieved but a little bit disappointed to discover I had no power.

 Édouard Levé

Paolo Roversi, Untitled

My people

Hephaestus had tried to rape Athena and even though she was able to escape, he got some semen on her thigh. In disgust, Athena wiped the semen off with a woolen cloth. When the wool landed on the earth, it impregnated the earth and Erichthion, the first king of Athens, was born, thus making Athena and Hephaestus the parents of Athens.

Greek Easter

Greek Easter

The religion of orgasm: utilitarianism projected into sex life; efficiency versus indolence; coition reduced to an obstacle to be got past as quickly as possible in order to reach an ecstatic explosion, the only true goal of lovemaking and of the universe.

Milan Kundera, Slowness
translated from the French by Linda Asher

The part of the body which the sexual organs are located was called the “sacrum” by our ancestors because the knew what it was all about. ‘Sacrum’ comes from Middle English ‘sacren’, meaning to consecrate. And that in turn comes from a word out of Greek and Latin antiquity: ‘sacer’ meaning dedicated to God. Our own word ‘sacred’ comes from the same root and means the same thing: holy, set aside for God’s use, God’s service, God’s purpose. What the word ‘sacrum’ says is simply that sex is sacred. If this one word were widely understood, the destiny of the whole race would be altered.

 Thomas White

Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look

for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned,

and let our kisses touch there, one by one,

till the flower, disembodied, rises again.

Let us love that Desire that consumed its own fruit

and went down, aspect and power, into the earth:

We are its continuing light,

its indestructible, fragile seed

Pablo Neruda

Joan Nestle, co-founder Lesbian Herstory Archives

I cannot understand a society that is more afraid of a man in a dress than a man in a soldier’s uniform.

Debbie Harry

Each of us secretly prefers an arbitrary and cruel order, one that leaves us no choice, to the horrors of a liberal one where we don’t even know what we want, where we are forced to recognize that we don’t know what we want.

 J Baudrillard, Fatal Strategies (1990)

A lovely spring night
suddenly vanished while we
viewed cherry blossom

 Basho

Remember that as a teenager you are at the last stage of your life when you will be happy to hear that the phone is for you.

 Fran Lebowitz,

Absence can exist only as a consequence of the other: it is the other who leaves, it is I who remain. The other is in a condition of perpetual departure, of journeying; the other is, by vocation, migrant, fugitive; I - I who love, by converse vocation, am sedentary, motionless, at hand, in expectation, nailed to the spot, in suspense - like a package in some forgotten corner of a railway station. Amorous absence functions in a single direction, expressed by the one who stays, never by the one who leaves: an always present I is constituted only by confrontation with an always absent you. To speak this absence is from the start to propose that the subject’s place and the other’s place cannot permute; it is to say: “I am loved less than I love.

— 

Roland Barthes A Lover’s Discourse

My ass contemplates those who talk behind my back.

  Francis Picabia

Napoleon Had a Brother Named Joseph Who Lived in New Jersey

City life is millions of people being lonesome together.

 Henry David Thoreau

God enters through the wound.

Carl Jung

To be modern is to tear the soul out of every thing.
Yohji Yamamoto

‘The very few surviving Homeric papyri that date from before Aristarchus’ edition, are of the greatest textual importance, since they alone preserve the earlier forms of the poems, as they were recited by singers in the archaic and classical periods.’

‘HOMER: THE ODYSSEY XII: 9 - 14; 17 - 28; 41 - 46; + 8 NEW UNRECORDED LINES’

Dirty Girls member Amy Christine Proctor, a self-described addict and a flight attendant from Colorado, started masturbating while she was visiting chat rooms on AOL. Unmarried and a virgin at 30, Proctor has struggled with her sexual identity since puberty, believing her same-sex thoughts are a sin. Last year, she says, she was masturbating almost daily, sometimes twice a day. To rehabilitate herself, she became an active member of Dirty Girls Ministries and started driving two hours to attend a 12-step program for sex addicts called Heart to Heart. But when she realized the masturbation was stemming from underlying sexual-identity issues, she switched to a program called Where Grace Bounds that deals with “sexual brokenness and homosexuality,” while remaining an active member of the Dirty Girls forums.

It would be so much better if I could only stop thinking. Thoughts are the dullest things. Duller than flesh. They stretch out and there’s no end to them and they leave a funny taste in the mouth.

Jean-Paul Sartre