Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

April 18, 2019

DA VINCI’S CLUE

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 4:38 pm

To adjoin Your Maundy Thursday observances.
“But, behold, the hand of him that betrayeth me
is with me on the table”
Can you find Da Vinci’s clue to just who?

 

 

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April 15, 2019

The Sign of the Black Sun — cakeordeathsite

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 9:25 am

My thoughts and as a consequence my dreams have been occupied by Prague lately, (a place I have never visited, incidentally), the city of Emperor Rudolf II with his court of alchemists, magicians, scientists and artists; where Dr John Dee and his medium Edward Kelley conjured up a vast array of angels in a Aztec […]

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Abattoir or Slaughterhouse? How Words Influence Our Perceptions — Rerouted Writer

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Abattoir – from the French abattre, ‘to fell’. As you would fell a tree to build a shed. Slaughter – from Old Norse slátr ‘butcher’s meat’; related to slay. As you would slay your enemies on the battlefield. Words with differing etymologies to describe the same thing, that each rest differently on the ear. It’s […]

via Abattoir or Slaughterhouse? How Words Influence Our Perceptions — Rerouted Writer

April 13, 2019

INCORRECT JEOPARDY ANSWER

Filed under: fragments, LOVE, philosophy, Uncategorized — Tags: , , — namelessneed @ 10:36 pm

“What does when a single insignificant   act may lead to consequences so immense, and also a tragically total dilemma, down the road comes to mean nothing?”

February 16, 2019

R.I.P. Bruno Ganz, who infamously played both Damien and Hitler, has died at 77 — Consequence of Sound

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 1:46 pm

Bruno Ganz, the Swiss actor who infamously played both the angel Damien in 1987’s Wings of Desire and Adolf Hitler in 2004’s Downfall, died at his home in Zurich, Switzerland. He was 77. According to The New York Times, Ganz had been diagnosed with colon cancer last summer. At the time, he was working at…

via R.I.P. Bruno Ganz, who infamously played both Damien and Hitler, has died at 77 — Consequence of Sound

February 8, 2019

Albert Finney R.I.P.

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 5:07 pm

 

January 31, 2019

IF YOU REALLY MEAN IT

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 8:54 pm

 

December 19, 2018

How to Abide on Queue / G. Paul Randall

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 12:56 pm

be calmer than an earlobe
but alert to subtle sound
quiet as a muscle twitch
as sterling as a pound
be lofty like the heavens
as consistent as a judge
unattached as fleeting clouds
be disinclined budge
reflective like a polished tile
be brighter than a flame
stoic as a VP’s portrait
valid as a claim
right like rain, and true as grit
determined as a dog
be quiet like a bell rope
and well rested as a log
be patient as a telephone
and sounder than a ring
stiller than a sheeted corpse
but proper, like a king
be ready like a boxer’s glove
for when they call it out
a name upon the intercom
it’s you, there is no doubt

 

https://gpaulrandall.com/category/poem/

 

November 23, 2018

GHOSTS AND GUESSES

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 5:25 pm

Mostly,
providing that my night’s POV,
(incited & incensed,
advancing instances of
ghosts and guesses,)
doesn’t reach ridiculous,
.
Mostly,
might you see me assembling a way…
tonight’s sweeping trick of keeping
trembling at bay.
Always, again.

.

.I’ll pretend to care about Everything
If you’ll see that I freely can
Call out to nothing in the way, an’
Call out to nothing in the wind.
.
.
..

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“No, no, no, no! Come, let’s away to prison.
We two alone will sing like birds i’ th’ cage.
When thou dost ask me blessing, I’ll kneel down
And ask of thee forgiveness. So we’ll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales”
.
from “King Lear”

November 19, 2018

j u n k l e

Filed under: Uncategorized — namelessneed @ 1:51 pm

It’s not only at night
One ought to be quiet
So as not to .startle
A sleepwalking man
.
So you stay still
Mostly I still do
I wouldn’t awaken
A sleepwalking man
.
He’s steering past scenery
He’s deaf to the dreadful din
It’s as if imbedded in him
An old ghost holes up
And mostly he still goes
All lost.
He’s explosive
World wrecking
But mostly he’s expecting
All lost.

 

 

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