"People always wish me to spell whether I meant the rhinos to be fascists or communists. Rhinoceritis is not an illness of the Right or the Left; it cannot be contained within geo-political borders. Nor is it characteristic of a social class. It is the malady of conformity which knows no bounds, no boundaries."
"It is above all a tragedy."
I only love
misery and beauty
every thing true
Mark Mothersbaugh, Jerry Casale.
Photograph by Bobbie Watson
D E V O - All of Us (1974, demo)
Accused is an excellent word. Very moody and descriptive; open, yet specific. Whatever.
Bandit and I have passionate discourse. He purrs.I say, “Hey, Love”. We both tolerate the language barrier; pet each other with great affection.
The sky was Edward Hopper-blue tonight. I looked up, it was so keenly indigo in my eyes. I saw it blue. I gazed on; the sky was clearly more than blue. I felt the sky ambiguous, as space for any implication. It fell heavy with potentiality, such promise. It flickered. I stood; saw sky moved. I thought to myself, “I am tired, want to lie in bed. I cannot stay”. I turned away. What a clown I was to leave Edward Hopper Blue.
[Conference Call at Night; Western Motel; Hotel Lobby; South Carolina Morning; Office at Night; Edward Hopper (as a clown in) Soir Bleu.]
Basically, I went to the store today at 5:30 pm (perfect sky time) on 4 hours of sleep. Sorry, Brain.
Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed
“Horst P. Horst & Salvador Dali - Etude sur le rêve de Vénus, 1939.”