…with it came visions of the past and images of what was yet to be, all caught in the instantaneous simultanaity at the moment of detonation of the first and only tacheon bomb. History collided with present and future.
From the first flint cracking against flint, man’s initial spark of creation and destruction unified in one action, echoing through the ages, through ever conflict and carved edifices of his greatest craft, to his untimely conclusion in a distant haze, through the dark veil of this terrible time seen about this current Metropolitan State, to the global unification of a People’s International Republic of Earth, his first steps beyond the limits of the Earth, the breadth of the Solar System, the colossal reaches of the galaxy, and his unending quest to seek the edges of a seemingly limitless universe. Read the rest of this entry »
Not by Clarity Amrein
From Theresa May to Jean-Claude Juncker:
“Oh my dear,
Has it been a long time?
Twenty-three years now?
My, how time flies.
It was around this time,
When the leaves had all turned,
And EU changed me too,
Forever for the worse.
But it’s as vivid as yesterday,
And just as painful too,
A day has yet to pass,
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Though the pace at work upon my return has hasten, I have still found some time to work on a few little projects, updating old sculptures, working on new ones, do a few more illustrations and sketches. But the most prominent project at the moment is a 51 minute sound piece I am putting together for one of my peer’s as part of their degree show display, using various instrumental loops from a selection of songs, strung together into a new composition.
Extract from Motherland of Exiles.
“My mother and I, Kali, we cast out together where I were but a boy, and she was ripe with my sister in her broadening belly.
“For why, certainty escapes me, and clarity eludes me even with those fragments I can recall, pieced from the patchwork of tales between my dear mother’s sobs, when she would lay me down before the open sky when what darkness could fall. With the endless glow of the distant city and the endless blazes that seem to emerge like wisps from the barren earth, throwing shadows only loosely about what little shelter we could find, in our nomadic pursuit aware from ever vigilant and then unknown horrors that would follow us through the haze of timeless days, night could never fully enshroud us.”
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