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Becoming Animal, David Abram
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Becoming Animal, David Abram
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- In Memory of Paul
- Of wind and the reminders of living dangerously
- Anybody who can smile like this must be on to some...
- Led Zeppelin for 4 a.m.
- Waterbirds for the morning
- A drop of rain above your comfortable couch
- bro and dog - or bro dawg
- On the way home from my hot date
- My Hot Date with an Old, Old Man
- The lights before the show
- After Calling Bingo, It's Time to Party
- This is what I get to sit under everyday
- Wanda Landowska and Thunder
- on Hafiz, part II
- on the subject of light, part II
- The Light at the End of the Tunnel
- Goodnight, Sweetheart
- Things that cannot happen sometimes do
- On Childhood
- Of Plastic, Defeated
- Keyframes for Toronto Animation/I might have a sli...
- Of the synchronicity of beast and fowl, but mostly...
- The explode display of spring
- What I like best about eating outside
- What I like best about street cars
- And of the sky, conducting.
- Of the things that move in the fierce+gentle winds...
- Oh how the loneliness in my heart plays connect-th...
- Worst Sleep Ever in the Best Bed I have thusfar la...
- Why it's so reassuring that the body will always w...
- Two of My Favourite Creatures, together...
- In visuals, folks...
- OMG
- I haven't finished a book in one day, from start t...
- Trees say goodnight...
- Brecht says good-night
- I could be sitting here right now...
- Tony De Melo, where are you now?
- Walking home from work today, I saw...
- Walking to work today I saw....
- And Heavy Breathing for the Late, Late afternoon...
- And William Kentridge for the Late Afternoon...
- And Maria Callas for the Afternoon
- Flowers for the Morning
- For everyone else, part I
- For Laura, Part II
- This one is for Laura.
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- The strange things we (don't) do with our hands
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Okay... maybe it's because I'm tired, or maybe you're just not literal enough for me sometimes... but I honestly looked at this for about 15 seconds waiting to see an actual bird... thinking, "what the deuce is this?! where's this flipping bird?!" then I realised it was you, and that the water was the bird, and the light made it look like birds, and wank wank wank.
ReplyDeleteI believe it was Yosemite Sam who said, "I paid to see a high divin' act, and I'm a gonna' see a high divin' act"
In other words, show me the birds.