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

Long entry of pretension
May 22, 2004 8:33 p.m.


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If a tree falls in the forest and there isn't a poet around to write about it, is it still prentious?

Yesterday was such a beautiful day! In the early evening Becky and I sat on our front porch and shared our last prentious beer and had a horribly pretenious converstation.

We were discussing how the row house complex we live in is straight out of an Edward Hopper painting. Then we started looking around and discussing how all the houses in the neighborhood resembled Edward Hopper paintings, and the same with the downtown buildings. We started discussing how people often just look at EH paintings as being simple and realistic, but really they aren't all that realistic and they aren't at all simple! EH paintings have very complicated compositions and have very creapy, voyuristic subjects.

We then started discussing how Cezanne is misinterpreted as realistic and how his still lifes are perfect examples of how to paint a realistic still life...but in reality the aren't! There is no way his still lifes could exist in reality!

And as we were sitting there having this conversation I had to pause and laugh and comment to Becky about truly pretenious content of our conversation, and she laughed and asked if it was really pretenious if there was no one around to overhear it and label it as such, for if we were actually having it...is it really pretentious or is it merely a conversation. I responded to this with the above statement about the tree falling in the forest.

I'm sitting here in my favorite coffeehouse right now reading a bit of Michael Cisco's Tyrant which is extremely fucked up and brillent and I need to be reading it with a group of 6 people so I can discuss it on a regular basis. The more I read the more I think it would be such a beautiful movie and how I would love to see it as such....though right now I can't decided if the plot would really work in a film.

I keep reading books and looking at them as films. The Divinity Student (also by Cisco) and House of Leaves. Becky and I were both thinking about writing a screenplay for what one because we would love to see it as a movie but it would have to be made right. Mr. Paul really likes that book so we were saying we needed to get him involed in the whole writing thing.

But, thanks to Mr. Justin's visit I'm sitting here reading and thinking of the book as a film, and pondering if I should go back to school and study film and try to find some job where I can put the movie-dorkness to use. I would love to be involved in the film industry but the likelihood of this happening is so unrealistic. Hmmmm maybe I could get a masters and teach film theory and write articles on film theory for magazines. I know my woman artists professor considers me a Fincher expert (even though I wouldn't go so far as to call myself that) but she was writing an artical comparing Panic Room to 18 century art. And I told her that would be something I would be interested in reading. She and I were supposed to get together and get coffee and discuss film but we never did. Maybe sometime next week I'll go down there and she if she's available and ask her opinion on this.

But the thing is...there are so many movie dorks in the world! And we are so elitist and think our opinions are the right one and that no one can possibly be a bigger dork...but Then I go on netflix and start reading reviews or I start learning of all these movies and films that I have not seen...and it makes me feel so inferior in the whole movie dork relam and I just have to see more and learn more.

I've said before that I would like to be the worlds leading expert on the Cell. I mean...I could write a book on that film,.......in theory, not now but there is so much in that, all the symbolism....so much that it would have to be a book. ...there's no way I could cover everything in just an article. maybe I could break up the book, and that the chapters could be articles. Mmmm and that would mean getting in contact with T because he was the one that told me about it and I'm sure he has some incredible insight on it.

Yes that's right, I mentioned T. Thought I had forgotten about him did you? Nope. haven't. I should have, but I haven't, but I'm not so neive that I expect to ever see him again,.....hmmmm but if I was really seriously writing a book analyzing the cell...that would be a real reason that talk to him again.

Hmmmm but would there be a market for something analyzing The Cell? I dunno something to think about.

I think I said this before, but Mr. Justin's visit has got me reevaluating my life and I'm trying to get myself back on track and doing what I'm supposed to do instead of succombing to a normal existance.


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