Arc of a life in 42 seconds: Last Day Dream, one of Chris Milk’s riveting short films.
(via Waxy.org)
Zeal is one of those qualities that either osmoses straight into you or bounces right off, depending on your receptiveness to it.
“In My Dreams” from the CD A Roller Coast of Emotions by Australia’s Youth Group:
Happy again for the precious time I steal.
For a minute there I thought my dream was real.
Sometimes you come to me as a flock of birds.
Sometimes you come dressed as Allen Ginsberg.
Until the morning light,
the same dream every night.
In my dreams you are alive and breathing.
Standing at my door like St Steven.
I just can’t break this it seems.
In my dreams, In my dreams.
Sometimes a bolt of light comes through the sadness,
that there is a reason for the madness.
And somehow it stirs a joy within me.
And I understand that the root of pain is beauty.
Grief has favoured me with 1,000 sittings.
A series of portraits that go on and on.
On and on and on.
In my dreams you are alive and breathing.
Standing at my door, not speaking.
I just can’t face this is seems.
In my dreams, in my dreams.
…I was waterboarded [in training] so I know… It is torture… I’ll put it to you this way: You give me a waterboard, Dick Cheney and one hour, and I’ll have him confess to the Sharon Tate murders.
Jesse Ventura, former Navy S.E.A.L., on Larry King Live
(via Andrew Sullivan)
None of that darn “socialism” here. Not that the right-wing knows what the word really means.
Portland and its scenic mini-me town 2,654 miles away, Asheville, N.C., both named Beer City USA.
