Saturday, December 25, 2021
Tuesday, November 30, 2021
endless crucifixion by nanos valaoritis
Hollywood playboy crucified in his swimming pool
Proust crucified on his memory
The gambler crucified on probability
Rimbaud crucified in his leg
The alchemist crucified on his crucible
James dean crucified on his car
Icarus crucified on the sun
Marilyn Monroe crucified on her image
Che Guevara crucified on the revolution
The Saigon Buddhists crucified on a gasoline tank
Al Capone crucified on his income tax
Artaud crucified on the well of his mind
Heloise and Abelard crucified on each other
Dylan Thomas crucified in new york
Empedocles crucified on a volcano
Plato crucified on an idea
Lorca crucified in a bullet
Mayakovsky crucified on everyday life
Marxism crucified by Stalin
A tree crucified by its branches
Jesus crucified by the church
Gerard de Nerval crucified on a rope
Hypatia crucified on her intellect
Peregrino crucified on his funeral pyre
Socrates crucified on example
Satan crucified on his pride
Love crucified by impotence
Weakness crucified by fear
Man crucified by himself
Madame de Recamier crucified on her couch
De Sade crucified on his imagination
Nietzsche crucified on his genius
Kierkegaard crucified on his god
Kafka crucified on suspicion
Nobody crucified on nothing
Jacques Vache crucified on a joke
Jacques Rigaud crucified on his tie
Hemingway crucified on his idea of man
G.M. crucified on an image from his past
Hitler crucified on ice
Spartacus crucified on slavery
Mind crucified on a machine
A monkey crucified within man
Sex crucified by desire
Space crucified by time
Einstein crucified relativity
Saint Just crucified on no freedom for the enemies of freedom
Robespierre crucified on the absolute
Oscar Wilde crucified on sex
New York crucified by the subway
London crucified by boredom
Paris crucified by intelligence
Athens crucified on nothingness
Rome crucified by the past
Moscow crucified by Vladivostok
Turkey crucified by guilt
Heroism crucified by opportunity
Glory crucified by ridicule
Descartes crucified by reason
Raymond Lully crucified on superstition
Queerdom crucified in a latrine
Utopia crucified on something
Life crucified by meaning
Impulse crucified by society
Melody crucified sentiment
Ugliness crucified by beauty
Today crucified by tomorrow
Now crucified by what comes next
Moonlight crucified by sanity
Poetry crucified by me.
Wednesday, November 17, 2021
man dresses in eagle costume?
The Harpy Eagle is the largest eagle in the Americas, with a wingspan up to 7' 4" wide .
Sunday, October 31, 2021
halloween radio special: poe short story read by hans f wagner, with music by paul chain
A Tale of the Ragged Mountains by Edgar Allen Poe, with reading and sound collage of Paul Chain's Violet Art of Improvisation by Hans Wagner
Friday, October 22, 2021
Wednesday, September 8, 2021
Tuesday, August 24, 2021
Sunday, July 18, 2021
Entitled Opinions - July 8, 2021 Degenerative Realism
A conversation with Professor Christy Wampole on the topic of her new book: "Degenerative Realism: Novel and Nation in Twenty-First-Century France"
Christy Wampole on Degenerative Realism
Thursday, July 8, 2021
'77 yosemite weed plane crash
I was wondering when the topic of the plane crash of 77 in yosemite would get a place to post information, now I can chime in and post a few words. First of all, now that I am a few days away from turning 60, I have no qualms about posting on the event that changed a few of our lives way back then. Only those of us that actually went to the plane, and we all know who we are, can speak honestly and accurately about what we saw and what we did and how it all played out.
Amazing how many so called experts have posted on this site. I was lucky enough to be living there in yosemite in 77 and was working at the awhanee hotel at that time as well. No names need be mentioned here, tis best that way, after all, the government is listening.
The government knew all about the plane crash when it was happening, when it went down in the lake, there was a large amount of the pot that was taken out of the plane, and the fed ran out of budget, and the lake froze over. About 1000 pounds of X, XX, and XXX were taken out of the plane, it was stashed in the jail and it was soaked with aviation fuel as well. It got the name lodestar lightening as it would make you cough and it would from time to time, spark a bit in the bowl. Cool rangers from time to time would snatch a bit of it and it would show up at parties around the valley there in yosemite.
Climbers from camp 4 would go to the plane and would score, and they would come back with new toyota station wagons loaded with gear, and money to live in the park and more stash in the rocks for future needs. My friend roger bannister ( now dead ) was the very cool hippie from pittsberg california that had set the price of what it should sell for, and was about $600.00 a pound per san francisco prices.
There was an article written about it in the 77 edition august I belive, by tom devries in the magazing called " new west " and the article was called, " yosemites little gold mine " all history now at this point.
After the fed ran out of money, a rumor was started that the lake was being guarded by marines and that it wasnt cool to go to the lake, all false indeed. The original "go jump in a lake t-shirts" were from a very cool slightly over weight man that worked for the park service, his first money gotten from sales of the weed bought him a great old 51 chevy cab over dump truck that he filled full of beer and had a party, he then did the shirts and they went everywhere, needless to say, sales were hot.
3 of my friends that worked at the awhanee hotel were the people that were snowshoeing and were the guys that found the wing in the snow and by telling the feds, the word was out that others now knew what the feds had known all along. Wow, what a firestorm of information that went viral up and down the west coast. People at the hotel were going to the plane and scoring and would quit thier jobs and head out to college and points unknown. The word had come down from the feds, that this was all going to be shut down in a matter of days. And if the fed wanted to, they could have busted us all very easily, after all, there was a well worn muddy trail that led to the plane.
It is true that some of the first people there at the plane after the lake froze over, did in fact take a chain saw and cut a hole in the ice, and a bail of pot did surface. It is true that the pilots were from seattle, how ever its doubtful that the "rumor" of the briefecase in the cock pit was full of bags of un cut coke. How ever, a local from mariposa that was famous for not wearing shoes did dive into the plane, but that is another story that he should tell.
I and three other people, decided to go to the plane to get our share before the blue customs helicopters were going to be cruising the valley to find us all. It was amazing, 14 miles in to get there in the middle of the night, empty pack and high adrenelen. When I got there, I was burnt out and dog tired, and I crashed out on the ground, but could hear the action around me. There was enough weed scattered on the ground that I gathered up 20 lbs wet and started the hike back out. As stated, we could have all been easily caught, but the fed wasnt into it at that time I guess.
The dorms in taquahoya all had laundry rooms, and all of the dryers were being used 24/7 to dry the weed, the dorms were full of it, you could smell it. I opted to go dry mine out on the rocks about 400 ft above the tree line on the talis pile across the street from the ahwanee. Talk about trying to be safe and not get caught, it was amazing. I dried down to 5 pounds dry.
Roger bannister had made contact with a person that was supposedly comnnected with the people that owned the plane that had taken off from san quetin baja, there were out to buy back some of the original pot. A person was brought into my room with a satchel full of money, the exchange was made and in minutes I had 2000.00 in my hand, the price had dropped to 400.00 a pound and I was glad to get it, I paid off a debt with it.
Sadly, people that were connected with the plane crash, a few of us suffered some loss. Keven worral was killed in a car crash, roger bannister and his girl friend stacey hughes, were murdered by factions of the plane crash, roger had gotten into the realm of coke with them and it went bad at some point. There was another car crash and the girlfriend of the driver got a bad gash on her forehead, the man in question was one of the 3 from the hotel that found the wing in the snow, he isnt in good health at this point so he should remane nameless as well as the lady that has the scar on her forehead, they know who they are.
The book by nevada barr is highly inaccurate as anyone that has been to the plane will tell you, but its a good read as well. The film cliff hanger, had nothing to do with the plane crash in yosemite in 77.
All that being said. There are those that are out there that are still alive and kicking, we all know who we are, and at some point, there should be a true set of facts and experiences set forth in a great screen play that it should be made into a true accurate movie. But that may never happen because as time goes by, the relatively interesting story of the crash of 77, may just fade into a " silent history " as all of us older left wing tye dye hippies just sit back and smile and are happy in knowing what we know, and what we did.
I doubt the fed will give a dam about any of us that were there and went to the plane, pretty hard to herd cats at this point. The spirit of the alumni of the plane crash of 77, all know where we are, and some of us keep in touch from time to time.
So with that happy note, it will be interesting to see the myriad of new post about this amazing older story of a great event of long ago in a place that for its time, was one "hot" cool place to be. Any body that reads this that was truly there, will just smile and silently know, that what has been posted here is true and accurate. After all, there is no berry like an "elsberry"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sincerely,
Ghost,
(@)(@)
Tuesday, July 6, 2021
Tuesday, June 8, 2021
Wednesday, June 2, 2021
Virginia Woolf, Thomas Wolfe, Tom Wolfe, and Steinbeck Wolf?
Petition to publish Steinbeck's "Murder at Full Moon" :
https://www.change.org/Publish_Steinbecks_Murder_at_Full_Moon
The book focuses on a cub reporter who takes a job in the fictional town of Cone City near a spooky dismal marsh.
“I was expecting a fragmented, bizarre, incomplete work,” Professor Jones said.
Instead he found a coherent, completed 233-page manuscript. “It’s a potboiler, but it’s also the caldron of central themes we see throughout Steinbeck’s later work,” he said. For this reason, he believes it’s worth sharing with the public....
...“Steinbeck wrote ‘Murder at Full Moon’ under a pseudonym... The pseudonym Steinbeck chose was Peter Pym. Professor Jones said the use of the name did not mean Steinbeck had not wanted the book to see the light of day. The author did not get rid of the manuscript, something he had done with other unpublished works, the professor noted.
“He didn’t destroy ‘Murder at Full Moon,’” he said.
It is a lost piece of California noir, he said. “I think he was inventing something here.”
Thursday, May 20, 2021
t.l. kryss poem
Turbines, Rushing Ferns
If you wander far enough past any factory
past electricity, past night
you can still see the shrinking buffalo,
the grass explosions.
You can find what went wrong in any war,
in any bed;
why
the true railroads stepped around waterfalls,
scattered,
and went underground
why all radios
are only
paneled rivers.
Tuesday, May 18, 2021
dada-futurists of the deep ocean
(steampunk strawberry goes on a diet and goes swimming)
Tuesday, May 11, 2021
found in old folder: original recipe fiction
This recipe is taken from Harry Starlight’s 1778 cookbook, Sleeping Beans, Worts, and Fowl Creatures. It follows the recent feature, “Spitting a Rabbit Over Leaping Flame”, which originally appeared in the Joy of Coppice Alight, 1769.
COOKED WOOD IMP
Ingredients:
- 1 wood imp*
- 1 lock virgin princess hair
- 2 blood oranges
- 1 c. urine of white stag
- 1 bunch long, hairy carrots
- 1 desiccated quince
- 2 c. fairy ring mushrooms
- 1 bunch gnarled roots
- butter, saltpetre and herbs (to taste)
Wild wood imp is unlike almost every other North American mammal, ameliorated by 3 or 4 days dried, if kept from heat and the moon, which has much more injurious effect than the sun.
To prepare marinade:
Remove the head of the wood imp, drain the blood, and clean the feet. If you have ice, you may store the head for broth or head cheese. The brains are delightful sautéed with black butter, or with cheese in fondue.
Fill a cotton tea sack with gnarled roots, fairy mushrooms, ground quince, and princess hair. Place in a cold water kettle and bring to boil. Add diced long, hairy carrots and simmer until tender. Remove from fire and transfer to a cookpot. Add juice of blood orange and urine of white stag. Place imp in cookpot and place in cool dark place overnight.
Roasting:
The general rules are, to have a brisk hot fire, to hang down rather than to spit, to baste with salt and water, and one quarter of an hour brush to every ounce of imp. Tender imp will require less, while old bothersome imp will require more roasting. Pricking with a fork will determine whether done or not; rare done is the healthiest. Finish with brush of butter, salt, and herbs to taste.
*Finding a wood imp may prove a difficult task. Tips to methods of the hunt can be found in Gryzzly Truemane’s 1756 book, Crawling on All Fours.
by H. F. W., 2019
Friday, April 16, 2021
Thursday, April 8, 2021
Sunday, April 4, 2021
Tuesday, March 9, 2021
youtube comments of interest I - (eno?) recording television
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YS27RAXhBWQ&list=PL58020932D3F90278&ab_channel=louisbertrand
Television Marquee Moon--Demo
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