Saturday, October 1, 2011

USE IT RIGHT OR DON'T FEEL IT


THE ONLY REAL THING IS MISERY. SUBMISSION MEANS YOU GET MURDERED. YOU GET REVENGE WHEN YOU WAIT FOR IT. FRUSTRATED MEANS YOU'RE INSANE. HE'S A DEAD THING UNDER THE SHEET. CAUSING PAIN. SEX TURNS IMPOTENCE INTO DECAY. UNCONSCIOUS REPRESSION DEGRADES THE REAL THING. YOU CAN'T KILL A CRIMINAL NEED. WHEN YOU ARE POLLUTED WITH FEAR YOU NEED COMFORT. YOU CAN'T KILL WHAT YOU DON'T SEE. YOU CAN'T THINK WHAT YOU DON'T OWN. YOU CAN'T RUB WHAT YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE. YOU DON'T GET WHAT YOU REALLY DESERVE. YOU CAN'T FIGHT IF YOU DON'T FEEL IT. OBEDIENCE PAYS IF YOU USE IT RIGHT. YOU DEGRADE YOURSELF WHEN YOU HIDE YOUR FEAR. WHEN YOU EAT YOUR PAIN YOU KEEP YOU NERVE. USE IT RIGHT. OR DON'T FEEL IT. USE IT RIGHT OR DON'T FEEL IT.

- m. gira

Saturday, July 16, 2011

The Circle and The Cross

The Great Day of His Wrath has Come,
And Who will be able to Stand?

Thus I saw The Horse in a Vision,
Out of His mouth issued Fire and Brimstone,

And I beheld and heard an Angel Singing,
For the Great Day of His Wrath has Come.

Cast Their Crowns before the Throne,
And unto You I say, "You are Worthy,"

And I will Kill the Child with Death,
And I will Give Them the Morning Star.

Dost Thou not Judge and Avenge Us in Blood?
A Crown of Glory that not Fadeth Away.
For Thy Pleasure They are and were Created,

Insight like unto an Emerald.

And I heard a Voice,
A Voice of Great Thunder,

And I heard Pinions of Fire,

And there appeared a Great Wonder in Heaven,
Which is a Wonder that Deceiveth the Whole World,

An Image of Peace that shall Smite the Earth
with all Forms of Plague.

Indestinant Absence,
King of Kings, Lord of Lords.

There shall be no more Pain, nor Sorrow, nor Death,
For these Former Things have Passed Away,
May Your Circle be Unwoven,
Bye and bye Lord,
Bye and bye.

- rozz williams

Saturday, June 4, 2011

飴色の背中に悲しみのくきがのびる

「月光の白き林で
木の根掘れば蝉の蛹のいくつも出てきし
ああ

それはあなたを思い過ぎて変わり果てた私の姿
月光も凍てつく森で
樹液すする私は虫の女」

戸川純:『玉姫様

This is Togawa Jun's 1984 debut solo album, Tamahimesama ("Jewel Princess").
This is the voice of Heaven. This is the voice of the Divine.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

get down on your knees and cry alone.....

"The sex in your soul will damn you to hell
Damn you to hell
I will be there
When he calls my number I will be there
Let the light come in
Damn you to hell
Now save your soul
Damn you to hell
Now save your soul
Damn you to hell
Save your soul"

SWANS: Live at the Paradiso, Amsterdam, 1988-
Part 1 and Part 2

painting: "Saint Agnes" by Lis Wright-Ivec
(egg tempera with gold leaf on wood panel)

Thursday, March 24, 2011

suicide ocean

".....I could almost cry like tears of blood
and slowly it evaporates
without a trace without a scar
sometimes too blue
the moment passes
overhead, so undetected
without default, with no perfection

I could close my eyes and sleep forever
locked inside this secret silence
whisper deep inside my head
slow motion sick
until tomorrow
rewind, erase and nothing remains
the way that nothing ever does
every face is familiar in the dark....."

LYDIA LUNCH: 13.13

美術/art: 丸尾末広/Maruo Suehiro

Sunday, February 20, 2011

when clocks have run down

"that's when my love is in your hands,
take us back a thousand years,
when clocks have run down,
when walls of tears will follow,
smell of death is close."

photo: D. Gorton, "Mississippi State Mental Hospital, Whitfield, MS," 1970

MIGHTY SPHINCTER: In the Kingdom of Heaven

Saturday, January 15, 2011

And a Wolf Shall Devour the Sun

"Each day Sun and Moon were pursued by the enormous wolves Skoll, Hati, and Managarm. Kept by Angur-boda, fed on the bone marrow of murders and adulterers, of which there was no end, they grew stronger and stronger. Each day they got closer to Sol (Sun) and Mani (Moon) until one day their jaws closed around them and the life was crushed out of them. Their blood dripped from the wolves' jaws and poured down on the earth."

- Barry Holstun Lopez, Of Wolves and Men, pp. 275-276.
Artwork: "The Wolves Pursuing Sol and Mani" by J. C. Dollman, 1909.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Garbage in honey


A long time ago, I found a used record. It was in a bin full of warped, neglected vinyl. I bought the record and took it home. The music carved a gash. It stayed there and didn't want to leave. Here it is.