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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
 The Pigs have work tonight.January 21, 2003 9:50 p.m. Related Reading I realized today that the pace of my internal monologue (which because apparent when I am stressed or in a rush) is the speed of 8th notes in NIN March of the Pigs. I think that's kind of interesting. So when I get nervous or excited some part of my. whether it be my hands or feet...will be tapping out that rythem. I am meeting with the Rose Hulman curator next weds. I was supposed to be tomorrow, but he had to reschedual. The whole thing has me so nervous excited. ..I just really really need this to go well. Do you know what it would do for me to have a show there? ...Or for him to buy something. And i didn't want to get my hopes up, but the truth is, I have. I want to get a show lined up before I graduate. I would love to show there. ...and who knows who will see my work. I could possibly get another show lined up out of the deal. ...and who knows I might sell a painting, or multiple paintings...or drawings even. Wow. this is really really what I need. It has to go well. It needs to go well. I spoke with my painting prof about this and one of the painting grad students. They both know him and are conviced he will love them. Plus he's apparently rather young...so that could be a bonus. I'm just so excited and I hope all goes well. Off to work more in the studio. |
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