2015년 4월 28일 화요일

C.R.E.A.M.

매출은 모든 지표를 대체한다.  숫자가 모든걸 말해주기 때문이다.

2015년 4월 26일 일요일

We Are Astro Travellers

It's a joyous day!
Let us find the sprit in man, and travel; to the unknown.
To think because we are here in the present, it hasn't just started; this is comming - reality - out of the unknown, out of the nothingness. And we are going to go on into the infamous; into the celestial.
We are what you call Astro Travellers.  So we are travelling from dimension to dimension.
If one man die, all men dead; and one man live, all men live.
Tell the ranks!
One dog, one cat, one goat, one fowl, one moon, one sun; it had to be multi purpose in order to sustain energy and life.  So you have black, blue, green, pink, yellow, river, sea, mountain, birds, dogs - Man.
Everything is travelling on such.  Everything is relative.
The car, the money.
Everything is connected to the universe.
So whether you are one person that does not realize how vulnerable we are within the changes of time, the earth will not disappear my brethren.
Because I and I!

~ Parts Unknown, Jamaica

2015년 4월 19일 일요일

Re-do

Walking across once well worn floors,
now brittle and frail, their creaks shriek for
time to leave them be,
and so I leave.

In dark basement, beer in hand, words on tap,
I channel my 李白, illuminating the shared gap
between τέχνη and ροίησις,
whilst violence rages beyond the borders that keep us.

Pittering late afternoon rain patters the city,
blanketed in mist amidst the howl of all things windy
from whence
time has slipped past since.

The last gasps of breath escape persed lips, vision fading before
brothers of other shores
destroy and claim amore;
waves crashing, stealing fore.

Swirling silent it spins, blackness blanketing its evermore,
nothing to be heard for nothing is forevermore;
time sleeps, no stir, no beat,
and so I leave.


李白       : Li Bai
τέχνη    : Techne
ροίησις : Poïesis

2015년 4월 18일 토요일

Standing Out

Logos is common to all; but most live as if they each have a private reason.  Does this have to remain so?

Perceiving and re-cognizing both what is, along with where the 'what is' has come from and everything that the 'what is' has left behind in time is standing out of Logic.

Living and acting as if being alive as woman or man in time - the 'what is' - is the result of a series of random events is standing in Logic.

Most fritter away their time floating within the all pervasive current of Logos.  It is only the few who stand out of it that can make the attempt to divert the flow hither or thither by reflecting their hearts.  Do things still have to remain this way?