: Mordego :

Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, canceled, made nothing? If not, you will never really change.

-D.H. Lawrence

Shine On...

Sad day as another creative soul has been lost.

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert... Near them on the sand,

Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,

The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed:

And on the pedestal these words appear:

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

Nothing beside remains: round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wild One

The Eat Local Challenge has started in our state this past Friday and runs until Sunday. It's a ripe time within the season to put you money where your mouth and taste buds should be- straight to the source vs mega-agri-biz farms that have monopolized and literally ruined not only the soil and land, but generations of farmers that have tilled the Earth and provided for countess mouths and minds.

Raj Patel's book Stuffed and Starved and continued efforts are blazing nicely ahead and there is a nice tidbit over at Grist Mill worth the read.

Bonne Appetite!

Never does nature say one thing and wisdom another.

-Juvenal

: nostalgique :

Ahh... the past couple of weeks watching both the DNC & RNC have jolted me to such inspirational highs, and this week, to such demoralizing lows- bleh!

Truly this has been the biggest comedic performance (ultimately damaging and tragic if to come to pass by mindless voter-monkeys!) I have seen drawn out to such oafish lengths, then blasted upon every media outlet for "analysis" and discussion that bears a resemblance of a dog chasing its tail. Nothing but the Charlie Brown voices in the background I hear rambling idiotic God-fearing invocations from relatively dare I say, young individuals. What gives with all of this rubbish? Where we're heading I fear more.

Suddenly I'm reminiscing my teenage angst-ModPunk-imbued days, guess we're all regressing a little these days.

'That's Entertainment'! La-la-Laaaa...