Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

11may2008

ThoughtNo Anarchaia tomorrow, I’m away all day. See you Tuesday.
Hall Light

I looked at you for the very first time
You’re like a river running through my mind
They say we’re young, we don’t know what we do
But I can’t make it if I can’t have you
— Dead Moon, Over The Edge

Pencil tips

Rain gonna come but the rain gonna go, you know
Stepping off sharply from the rank and file
Awful cold and dark like a dungeon
Maybe get a little bit darker ‘fore the day
— Grateful Dead, Doin’ That Rag

10may2008

rose et blanche

Life may be sweeter for this, I don’t know
See how it feels in the end
May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you
Soft, strong, sweet and true
— Grateful Dead, Crazy Fingers

#ruby-de
14:48 <benny> troll = reaktroll

The summer sun looked down on him,
His mother could but frown on him,
And all the other sound on him,
He had to die, you know he had to die.
— Grateful Dead, That’s It For The Other One

#ruby-de
20:26 <shevy> hab ich schon mal erwähnt das ich mathematiker hasse?
20:26 <shevy> monaden kacker!
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Content negotiation is a waste of bits. — Roy T. Fielding

09may2008

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Politik use drugs
Politik use bombs
Politik need torpedoes
Politik needs blood
Thats what my friend is an evidence
Politik is violence
What my friend is a evidence
Politik is violence
— Manu Chao, Politik Kills

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Let the world go by
all lost in dreaming
To lay me down
one last time
To lay me down
— Grateful Dead, To Lay Me Down

08may2008

abstract light

My mantra is “Look for the Second Right Answer.” Roger von Oech

Wie schreibe ich denn?!
Ganz frei, ganz ohne Bedenken. Nie weiß ich mein Thema vorher, nie denke ich nach. Ich nehme Papier und schreibe. Sogar den Titel schreibe ich so hin und hoffe, es wird sich schon etwas machen, was mit dem Titel im Zusammenhang steht. Man muss sich auf sich verlassen, sich nicht Gewalt antun, sich entsetzlich frei ausleben lassen, hinfliegen –. Was dabei herauskommt, ist sicher das, was wirklich und tief in mir war. Kommt nichts heraus, so war eben nichts wirklich und tief darin und das macht dann auch nichts. Peter Altenberg

headlight

Will I see you tonight
on a downtown train
every night is just the same
you leave me lonely now
— Tom Waits, Downtown Train

07may2008

Eze Evening 2

Keep a rolling
Just a mile to go
Keep on rolling, my old buddy
You’re moving much too slow
— Grateful Dead, Jack Straw

Red Square

I’d meet you anywhere in the country
or anywhere on the sea
All over the world it could be
I would follow you with the heart of me
— Grateful Dead, From The Heart Of Me

06may2008

Does it take much of a man
To see a whole life go down
To look on the world
From a hole in the ground
Too late for your future
Like a horse thats gone lame
To lie in the gutter
And die with no name
— Bob Dylan, Only A Hobo

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When something interests us, we play around with it. Sometimes this yields a funny observation; sometimes it doesn’t, but that’s about all there is to it. Once in a while the cartoonist will find himself in a beam of light and angels will appear with a great idea, but not often. Bill Watterson

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05may2008

We’re standing on the beach,
The sea will part before me
(Fire wheel burning in the air)
And you will follow me,
And we will ride to glory
— Grateful Dead, Estimated Prophet

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Right outside this lazy summer home
you don’t have time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter’s summer home
wondering where the nuthatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
— Grateful Dead, Eyes Of The World

04may2008

Scene of nature

Comes a time
when the blind man
takes your hand
says: don’t you see?
got to make it somehow
on the dreams you still believe
— Grateful Dead, Comes A Time

Meandering leads to perfection. — Lao Tzu

FROM MY BALCONY 6

03may2008

Tulips 2

The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life where nothing is new.
Ah, Mother American Night, I’m lost from the light.
Ohhh, I’m drowning in you.
— Grateful Dead, Black-Throated Wind

#ruby-de
19:05 <benny> twitter sind wie die kreationisten… wenn man sie fragt warum sie daran glauben laufen sie weg

Going where the water tastes like wine
Well I’m going where the water tastes like wine
Going where the water tastes like wine
I don’t wanna be treated this a way
— Goin’ Down The Road Feeling Bad

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02may2008

Emo Lincoln

Her hair was brightsome color
Her voice was sweet to me
I know that I will always love her
And I hope that she loved me
— Charlie Monroe, Rosa Lee McFall

I once had a friend who said liquor will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no liquor. — Bob Dylan

Fiction

Mountain high, river wide
So many roads to ride
So many roads
So many roads
— Grateful Dead, So Many Roads

01may2008

Wacht auf, Verdammte dieser Erde,
die stets man noch zum Hungern zwingt!
Das Recht wie Glut im Kraterherde
nun mit Macht zum Durchbruch dringt.
Reinen Tisch macht mit den Bedrängern!
Heer der Sklaven, wache auf!
Ein Nichts zu sein, tragt es nicht länger
Alles zu werden, strömt zuhauf!
— Die Internationale

die unverbesserlichen

No saviours from on high deliver,
No trust we have in prince or peer;
Our own right hand the chains must shiver.
Chains of hatred, greed and fear.
‘Ere the thieves will out with their booty
And to all give a happier lot,
Each at his forge must do his duty
And strike the iron while it’s hot!
— The Internationale

So flieg du flammende, du rote Fahne...

Les rois nous saoulaient de fumées
Paix entre nous, guerre aux tyrans
Appliquons la grève aux armées
Crosse en l’air, et rompons les rangs
S’ils s’obstinent, ces cannibales
A faire de nous des héros
Ils sauront bientôt que nos balles
Sont pour nos propres généraux.
— L’Internationale

30apr2008

濁

‘Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I’d still miss you, babe
And I don’t wanna miss a thing
— Aerosmith, I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing

When architects get prizes, the people suffer. — John McCarthy

El Calamar

If it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
— Concrete Blonde, Violent

29apr2008

stairs

The parson, the inventor, the television presenter
The robber, the writer, the cop, the calligrapher
Studio tape-ops industrial spies
We know lots of people
The reptiles and I…
— Shriekback, The Reptiles And I

Aus dem Haufen
Dieser Stadt
Musst Du raus
Und Du wirst sehn
Du wirst Dich verändern
In all diesen Ländern
— Jeans Team, Das Zelt

28apr2008

FH010023

Shaking in the desert, wherefore do you cry?
Here there may be rattlesnakes to punch you in the eye
Shotguns full of silver, bullets made of glass,
String barbed wire at your feet and do not let you pass
When Push Comes To Shove, you’re afraid of love
— Grateful Dead, When Push Comes To Shove

Give us strength, Oh Lord, to let our children starve. — Roland Dahl, Great Automatic Grammatizator

lunar eclipse

27apr2008

Flaming sunflower

What she read
All heady books
She’d sit and prophesise
— The Smiths, What She Said

Adde parvum parvo magnus acervus erit. — Ovid

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