Raven in Green again..

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

art and B's tests
July 01, 2003 1:54 a.m.

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Okay so this is the second time I've battled exhaustion to type this. ...but I just can't post the pictures without it.

These are pictures of the 2 new pieces I finished to submit to the Rose Hulman show. (don't ask, I'll explain later)

The one ended up working entirely different than I expected. After spending a signficant amount of time fighting with it....its voice finally emerged. It is dark and figurative. I did it on the eve of B's last test (he had more today) ...it deals with my fear of him having cancer.

Tonight as Libby and I were walking to the coffeehouse we passed the Catholic church I've go to with B and I had the urge to go in. I felt the awe of the place and was compelled to light a candle and pray. I prayed for B. I realized that I had convinced myself that he has cancer and there was nothing I could do.....but then I realized I could do something....I prayed that he doesn't. I prayed for god to give him peace and strength. I prayed for the same for his family. We won't find out the results of his tests for awhile.

Anyway...pictures of Art.