“CAN THE SUBALTERN LOOK BACK? (or, the Look of Love)
“The sun, situated at the bottom of the sky like a cadaver at the
bottom of a pit, answers this inhuman cry with the spectral attraction
of decomposition. Immense nature breaks its chains and collapses into
the limitless void. A severed penis, soft and bloody, is substituted
for the habitual order of things. In its folds, where painful jaws
still bite, pus, spittle, and larvae accumulate, deposited by enormous
flies: faecal like the eye painted at the bottom of a vase, this Sun,
now borrowing its brilliance from death, has buried existence in the
stench of the night.”
“The gesture of transformation marks the fact that knowledge of the
other subject is theoretically impossible…It is a transformation
from a first-person performance to the constatation in the third
person. It is, in other words, at once gesture of control
R. Kelly Trial Continues
The trial of the R& B star R. Kelly, who is charged with 14 counts of child pornography stemming from a video in which, prosecutors say, he has sex with an under-age girl, wrapped up its first week on Friday in Chicago.
He fucks me into my femininity
Your thoughts offer virtually no illumination on this issue and its complexities, but only illuminate your own position, which strikes me as being grounded in personal conflict. While you’re busy conducting your queer revolution, some of us just want access to the basic human right to love, so we can live our everyday lives.
I’m gonna call you “Jefa” as in “old lady”
City of Night
He parked on a side street. Now he’s hitchhiking on a busy corner, limbo territory, both hustling and unpaid cruising. A van stops. The driver is goodlooking. A hairy mat crowds the edge of his white T-shirt. Jim gets in. The man places his hand lightly on his own groin, a signal Jim answers by placing his on his own.
Raving lunatics used to be prized as seers because they were
Rejoice greatly, O Daughter of Zion!
Shout, Daughter of Jerusalem!
See, your king comes to you,
righteous and having salvation,
gentle and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.
I will take away the chariots from Ephraim
and the war-horses from Jerusalem,
and the battle bow will be broken.
He will proclaim peace to the nations.
His rule will extend from sea to sea
and from the River to the ends of the earth.
Topple old ideas, because you are without a feeling of place, and in searching for place you have found new ideas: these ideas are true for important moments: even if you stop believing in them it doesn’t mean that these former ideas are not going to be the ones that become more powerful than you wanted them to be.
Once again: certain prophetic statements end up outliving their
speaker.
Could Sean de Lear be on to something again?
Stephen Wiltshire
Wiltshire was mute and at the age of three was diagnosed as an autistic. The same year, his father died in a motorcycle accident.[1][2] At the age of five, Stephen was sent to Queensmill School in London where he expressed interest in drawing. At the age of eight he began to communicate through his drawings.
shit is serious.
HelloSillyWorldKissME&ButtHoleSurfMe
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Huh!
I need it!
That’s the wise old brother at the side start good!
C’mon Clive do it!
Do it!
Uh!
Ha!
Good God!
God Good!
Huh!
Feels good!
Feels good!
Do it to me!
Huh!
Good God!
I want you all in the jam!
Gonna get you all in the jam
