One of the Most Beautiful Things I Have Ever Seen

Jungle Book Snake Song

In the Jungle Book, Kaa, the boa constrictor sings this to Mowglie to entrance him into sleep. Siouxsie and the Banshees cover this piece of gold from my childhood (song's on the playlist). It's exquisite.

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me
You can sleep safe and sound
Knowing I am around

Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me

I’ll remember the night
I drank a bottle of wine
and a bottle of cough syrup
and felt nothing
except a little nausea
and the shadows of the trees a little trickier
and thoughts a little deeper
thoughts about how I’m alright here, there's just something
I don't understand
pass through - perfect poetry
and I let them slip away
when I used to grab at them so hungry to save the beautiful thought-words
with some reluctance I choose
a little differently these days
But my pain remains
Such an enigma to me.

The nausea stays
the figures fade
the neon flickers.
I need to get out of here and go walk the night.
and incant more thoughts I can’t make into words
about how I don’t understand
and how much I need something I have never seen before.

5.30.10

Choix

As the act of choosing becomes all the more
prevalent I
want the colors not
composure, transgression not
reserve. Vulnerable real
deeds not words
give me deeds not words
the trouble being
I am quite good with words
thunderclaps are far better.
the size of the sky is stricken
into hearts unfathomable,
speak across ages
of its endlessness
without saying a goddamn word

5.30.10

From A Chinese Encyclopedia On Animals...

"I am reminded here of a passage quoted by Michel Foucault, in which Borges refers to the assertion of a Chinese encyclopedia that "animals are divided into: (a) belonging to the Emperor, (b) embalmed, (c) tame, (d) sucking pigs, (e) sirens, (f) fabulous, (g) stray dogs, (h) included in the present classification, (i) frenzied, (j) innumerable, (k) drawn with a very fine camelhair brush, (l) et cetera, (m) having just broken the water pitcher, (n) that from a long way off look like flies."

Friedrich Schiller + Von Teese

“The understanding of the schools always fearful of error, crucifies its words and its concepts upon the cross of grammar and logic, and is severe and stiff to avoid uncertainty at all costs, employs many words to be quite sure of not saying too much, and deprives its thoughts of their strength and edge so that they may not cut the unwary.”

Bataille's Heterology + Robert Mapelthorpe

"Reason would homogenize everything, but what is reason to do when it encounters what it excludes? When it comes into contact with paroxysms of laughter, weeping, screaming, orgasm, or exultant destruction? What can it do when, having admitted the inadmissible, in the ecstatic pursuit of "clear consciousness," these paroxysms surge through reason itself?" - Georges Bataille