To Dwell is to Garden
Found on Metafilter. Watch it two or three times for sure:
I know, I know. Original content this surely is not, but I’ve come lately to think of this little (and widely unread) weblog as my own ineffectual ping in the echo chamber. One random post here and there is all I’ll give it. Perhaps I’ll never actually do any real writing for it again. But become a priest if you want confessions.
Anyway, check out BarfQuestion for more.
From the Daily Dose of Imagery:
There is such an aura of pure pretention about this photo that is was impossible to resist the temptation to hijack the content. The height and stony stability of the clock suggest the dominance of temporality, the idea that all will come to naught after all. However, the casual stance of the man below, leaning against this juggernaut, and sporting the vivid red sweater posits the counter claim. And if not the counter claim, then at least the negation of the clock’s worldly dominance.
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
Following up on a short post from a while back, I found this little Enigma Machine simulator for the Mac OS X. (There may be one for Windows, but I don’t care.) I’ll also suggest reading a bit about Alan Turing, the eccentric British mathematician who eventually cracked the aptly named Enigma code and helped win the war for the Allies. Far out dude.
Normally I don’t watch too many classic films. Same goes for sci-fi. But for quite some time, this movie ranked among my favorites. Highly recommended if you’re into science, religion, drug use, insanity, evolution, anthropology or almost anything else.
The main reason for writing this short little post springs from my current readings of Antonin Artaud and his possible cultural influences, among which this movie is claimed to be. Extremely interesting views of theatre!
My post Pope Always Has Something Funny to Say has gotten some love from the spammers. It seems that some generous individuals (with their clever spambots) parsed the line “The Pope damns condom use? STDs are God’s little gifts” as meaning that Verkhovensky was low on his condom supply and decided to offer some free rain jackets. Nice of them. I’ll leave the link up for any revolutionaries out there intent on spreading more than the truth.
