High Pony

Posted on 08/04/2013 by crybaby

Manna

Posted on 08/02/2013 by crybaby

the distinction between biological and artifactual function is illusory

Posted on 07/31/2013 by crybaby

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The Eye in the Sky

Posted on 07/29/2013 by crybaby

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An Inner Impulse Rent the Veil

Posted on 07/28/2013 by crybaby

 

Untitled

Posted on 07/27/2013 by crybaby

Seeking Successive Autumns

Posted on 07/26/2013 by crybaby

“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”

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Preparations for the Ascent 3

Posted on 07/25/2013 by crybaby

2/3 π r³

Posted on 07/24/2013 by crybaby

What do you calculate? Exactly. When the cup spills run, is it free?

Hemi semi hemi semi hemi semi hemi semi…

Lullaby for Lasers

Posted on 07/23/2013 by crybaby

Have you seen the lasers
In deep space, across time?
The levitating lasers
Maybe lonely lasers
The baby lasers!

The portal lulls the lasers with:
Its time.
So coddle the baby lasers
For the lasers of love
Drift through space, across time.