Seems like a lot of people are taking inventory of their pandemic experiences, so I will too. (As someone on Twitter recently joked, citing Garrison Keillor: Nothing happened to me, and now I’m going to tell you about it.) Like millions of others, I spend a lot of time alone these days. Don’t my lonely…
Tag: Henry Miller
țΨȋțț£ȑ £קȟ£ɱ£ȑå
the week in cityscapes pic.twitter.com/lBzhhOmYC1 — тцпдяапацт (@tundranaut) February 6, 2020 Position Desired: Cosmic Surf Lord — тцпдяапацт (@tundranaut) November 18, 2019 Diamanda Galás: ”Sólo puedo vivir si me enfrento cada día a la muerte” — тцпдяапацт (@tundranaut) January 14, 2020 chaos — тцпдяапацт (@tundranaut) January 29, 2020 Drag racing, sirens, power tools — тцпдяапацт…
t҉w҉i҉t҉t҉e҉r҉ a҉g҉g҉r҉e҉g҉a҉t҉i҉o҉n҉s҉
Marilyn Monroe Eve Arnold pic.twitter.com/5H0BeMQnlA — L'uomo degli abissi (@Fanrizio21) December 17, 2019 void wandering on a Monday evening pic.twitter.com/iCwTPaLOen — ᵗ ᵘ ⁿ ᵈ ʳ ᵃ ⁿ ᵃ ᵘ ᵗ (@tundranaut) January 28, 2020 “Die as soon as you can—so that you can come to life again, like a morning flash, or spring after…
Light That Kills as Well as Illumines
“If we can’t hear people screaming in agony, how can we hear at all?” — Henry Miller Edgard Varèse I was digging through old blog posts recently and found a post that deserves a reboot. The topic of the post in question was Henry Miller’s book The Air-Conditioned Nightmare, which features some really great music…