a la Edmund Husserl, The Phenomenology of Internal Time-consciousness (1964) >Not merely a continuous stream, our experiences of the possibilities of the near future and the certainties of the immediate past exist simultaneously with the experienced events of the hair’s present…. The halo of possibilities that constantly lurk before us in the future are referred to as protentions, and experiences that have just passed through the now-point are referred to as retentions.
Each year or two, after my old pair could bear no more the abuses of the schoolyard…. I cringe as I watch cute black dresses limp along on legs that if not for their jilted stride and a veiled grimace would be sexy-long.
gyroscope |ˈjīrəˌskōp|noun a device consisting of a wheel or disk mounted so that it can spin rapidly about an axis that is itself free to alter in direction. The orientation of the axis is not affected by tilting of the mounting; so gyroscopes can be used to provide stability or maintain a reference direction in navigation systems, automatic pilots, and stabilizers.
You were the one who played safe, who kept cool, who made peace instead of war.
The hill is beside our school, but the familiar walk is anything but, when we trek with sleds slung over shoulders or towed behind…. It is as if the distance travelled relates more to the lightness of the soul than of the body.
Audio: Adiemus – Adiemus Wanted: Introverted Alter ego, must be a shy male, 20′s of average height, dashingly attractive. Wry, caustic sense of humor and love of heavy metal a strong plus.
face-melting guitar, vocals that stretch the human voice to its limits: caustic to guttural, to epicly operatic. Echoes of rage, alienation, the desire to withdraw into a charred sonic landscape.
No matter what he time, the town has its players. The red autumn sun fades violet, its path followed by trails of starlight — books, used or old, are bought and sold, read and remembered.
Unfortunately I don’t have much time to make this digital story into anything decent, or that I’d be proud of…. I’ve combined the following tracks into one song that is 5 mins 11 secs long (the outro is long for credits & such, so its really more like 4 mins).
Our worlds are built upon such institutions; we expect that when we see a pigeon, it will look — pretty much — the same as the ones we’ve seen before…. Indeed, the pink variety do look — pretty much — the same as the ‘traditional’ variety; however, the surreal switch from blue to PINK dealt a blow to my reality; the world would never look quite the same again.
