Give The Female Pope a Rope
Give The Female Pope a Rope Too often have the forces gone astray That force one's hand; and yet another day Brings nothing new. Everything is lost In this or other groping holocaust. I write the only way I know how to; Thus write reversed in letters as a Jew Who claims his right to silent speech, Lest some good offal - whom I won't beseech - States, nothing is the same between us two; You shouldn't speak unless you're spoken to. I raise my Vajra, Siva's darkling spell Holds me in thrall; I'll take you all to hell And back, and forth, and all across the town Of knaves and fools who want to hold me down. My writing blisters, cuts the flesh, and seeps Like acid on the eyes; the reader weeps - She sees naught, hears what? I cannot guess - Smells naught, breathes, and touches even less. I claim the right to both the West and East As Occident or Orient, I trample; I'm the beast Of World Wars Three and Four, not to mention Five; I flay men, women, children, skin theorists alive. To hell with them who take words as the hammer Meant for cruelty, for I'm a culture jammer: And just as you speak from your flesh and blood I speak your bones and body born of mud. I take your words, and turn them inside-out Until they scream forgiveness from your ugly mouth That squeals traitor, revelation's sin - You can't know what a State you've put me in. I'll name it: State of Exculpation, Fear - The State of Fabrication - I am the seer Who speaks with bloody mouth, speaks to one and all - Who leans with bloody back against the bloody wall Where traitors die, where theory sickens, stains While I remember boxcars, people, trains. While I remember Beirut, Iraq, Iran, Theory steps, confers, and to a man Or woman sets up condemnation In no uncertain terms! It tells the nation Hold back, desist, go home, now end the war! Books appear, and seminars, and more! And manifestos filled with deconstruction, Petitions, mandates, anything that sucks on The use, employment, of illicit power - For theory triumphs! This is theory's hour! I'm on my side and I can only urge I'm recognized as enemy or sourge - It's all there, attested-to, I'm sure Celia shits on me, my writing's but manure Without the Jewels men wear; please don't sift - There's nothing down there, just ask Doctor Swift.
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Fwd: [cassette_culture] Cassette Culture Compilation Volume Two
Begin forwarded message: From: "Mental Anguish" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Date: October 10, 2006 6:01:54 AM CDT To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [cassette_culture] Cassette Culture Compilation Volume Two Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Accepting submissions now: A bit different than Volume one. Cassette Culture Vol 2. Produced by Chris Phinney Harsh Reality Music Deadline Jan 1 07 Tracks must be new recorded within the last year. No longer than 5 minutes 15 secs tops over five minutes. Free copy to all participants. All sales go to benefit Cassette Culture minus shipping. Send data .wav cdr or audio cdr to: Harsh Reality Music Attn:Chris Phinney 142 South White Station Road Memphis,TN 38117 U.S.A. Your material submitted shall not be mailed back. Sincerely, Chris for those of you who have forgotten how to use the US Postal system there is another sending option: In [EMAIL PROTECTED], "rinus van alebeek" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: hello chris, could mp3 over the net be submitted as well? donnt have money for all those stamps, sorry rinus Hello rinus, I prefer to not use mp3 files due to the loss in quality, would like to keep it .wav data or audio files cdr. Can you upload a quality .wav file, can send ftp info on where to upload if your familiar with ftp I have a ftp ready for this & Kev We Be Echo admin of the CC board I think shall be setting up a ftp for the project as well. or you can create a account here: "http://www.yousendit.com/"; & upload a .wav file there & let me know when done & I can retrieve it. I just downloaded a cool track by das/BCO at yousendit. works very easy. Let me know. No postage involved :-) sincerely, Chris
277/365, Marita
Marita has impeccable but always original taste in everything that has to do with color and/or texture. She married a man who taught music until the family business called for his considerable talent for numbers. Opposites seem to attract. 40 words, 40 years 365 days, 365 people http://www.logolalia.com/40x365
Sondheim's "Lament for the Union Dead"
Sondheim's "Lament for the Union Dead" http://www.asondheim.org/harpo2.mp3 solo chromatic harmonica
