Posted in Eden, Imagination, Literature, Mystery, Mysticism, Paradise, Poetry, Surrealism, Words, World, tagged angel, Babylon, Bessie Smith, blue, breasts, eye, infinity, Mayan, roses, seductress on April 21, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I walk across a spill of objects on bare chafed feet.
I step on drum jugs and notice they’re breasts,
but hard, their nipples like the flat ends of hazelnuts.
A forest of wind-blown trees fades into greyness.
Amidst the blowing wind an angel seductress sits,
barely clad, enticing legs professing modesty, doll face
like Bessie Smith but white, head wreathed, [...]
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Posted in Blabla, Dadaism, Death, Despair, Eden, Humor, Imagination, Language, Paradise, Poetry, Scardanelli, Words, tagged celebration, dada, Dickinson, Donne, nonsense, Vogelweide on February 22, 2008 | No Comments »
Thank you, unknown visitors, for 999 visits!
In celebration of which a dada poem derived from reflected and unreflected sources and eclectic syntactic influences:
Tandaraday
Death – do not despair*
Eden ith nair –
Tandaraday –
Where we lay
In days long past
Memory – thou hast
Tandaraday
– Scardanelli
* Having shed pride
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I will give you good wisdom and good nirvana.
– Nivedita B.
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Posted in Eden, Food, Life, Paradise, Satire, Words, tagged diet, eating, Food, health, heaven, piety, unhealthy on April 15, 2007 | No Comments »
You can’t eat yourself into Heaven.
While cooking together, my friend Mareike and I were talking about various diets and eating habits today.
I told her about one particularly healthy sanitarium where you don’t get anything to drink with your food because this is considered to be extremely unhealthy. I added that the staff there exude the [...]
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and spiraled down in the nauseating black swirl, the enigmatic funnel, not resisting the water invading my nose, my mouth, my lungs. I knew I would die. But at the bottom I was received by soft transparent arms in a bright infinite land, fields shimmering, face to face with an immense sun.
– Niebla
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Nearly One Galactic Year ago, 26,000 years, was the Golden Age of the Empire of the Sun, when humanity lived in peace, love, harmony and prosperity beyond anything we can imagine in these 1990’s.
Quote from Lemurian Paradise
This is the ultimate bullshit, as anybody who has seriously read the more trustworthy esoteric literature knows. 26,000 years [...]
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That idyllic picture with the curved bridge over rippling water (does it ripple? can’t tell, not looking at it now) will have to go, it is not what this is about.
This is not about industrially (re)produced bliss.
Says Scardanelli, the one who is using intricate sets of industrial products for publication.
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