The moon is not full of dreamy light. The moon is full of….well,…the moon. One could say the moon is full of rock, I guess. Yes, lots and lots of rock. And the moon is not a hole punched in anything, either. It shines like ….well, it shines like the moon, I guess. It shines like a ball of rock. Up there. In the sky. Where it winks its cold eyes at the sun.
(yet another one set off by the potterfan...) (i think i borrowed her voice, too....i promise i'll return it...) ~~~ I have hidden myself under the table, waiting for scraps to fall from the mouths of the masters. I am trying not to get kicked, trying to be the one to find the drumstick but mostly I find crumbs and dust.
So good to hear Rara’s singular voice.
She is missed.
Got a letter from Rara today asking me to publish this post because Grayson has had trouble getting internet access. Feel free to re-blog or send to anyone who knows Rara and her plight.
How I’ve missed this icon on the blogosphere
There’s a cold science to the warm observance of art. Fancy galleries and museums all over the world apply careful calculations to the placement of viewing-benches and lights. It is a detailed symphony of diagonals and distance, measured to accompany the artistry and elevate the experience of beauty. At a certain angle, from a certain number of steps away, even your favorite masterpiece could look unappealing, or downright ugly, or worse–simply quiet. Can you even fathom the travesty of such a fate? To have something silenced by the space between when it could have spoken to you and shared its ageless secrets with the very…
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(inspired, yet again, by a conversation with Natalie/potterfan97) here’s a piece for you—a slab on the boards waiting for the knife of your eyes. it drips from my mouth. there is blood in it. there is iron and weakness in it. it turns from red to ochre in the air. can you smell it? it's starting to rot. can you stomach it? your gut must match its emptiness or it will infect you and eat you from within.
i have long been enamored of you only lately have i found atonement with you at onement i have always been with you for a long while many times before i have found many selves by your side lost at the base of you tangled in your hair resting at your feet beating in the heart of you basking in the heat of you toiling in the sweat and the grime of you I did not come to you late in life, but I have only just come to my coming to you lately and now —just now— we have only moments and still I find my self and you have named me
If you woke up tomorrow, and your internet looked like this, what would you do? Imagine all your favorite websites taking forever to load, while you get annoying notifications from your ISP suggesting you switch to one of their approved “Fast Lane” sites.Think about what we would lose: all the weird, alternative, interesting, and enlightening stuff that makes the Internet so much cooler than mainstream Cable TV. What if the only news sites you could reliably connect to were the ones that had deals with companies like Comcast and Verizon?On September 10th, just a few days before the FCC’s comment deadline, public interest organizations are issuing an open, international call for websites and internet users to unite for an “Internet Slowdown” to show the world what the web would be like if Team Cable gets their way and trashes net neutrality. Net neutrality is hard to explain, so our hope is that this action will help SHOW the world what’s really at stake if we lose the open Internet.If you’ve got a website, blog or tumblr, get the code to join the #InternetSlowdown here: https://battleforthenet.com/sept10thEveryone else, here’s a quick list of things you can do to help spread the word about the slowdown: http://tumblr.fightforthefuture.org/post/96020972118/be-a-part-of-the-great-internet-slowdown Get creative! Don’t let us tell you what to do. See you on the net September 10th!
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A Prayer Like Gravity 