Monthly Archives: August 2010

Loving the Cyborg and the Mushroom

Two things:  Terence Mckenna’s insistence on the human desire to “shed the monkey body”  always scared me and then paradoxically  the cybernetically enhanced Borg of  Star Trek always seemed rather sexy. Early one morning as I trawled fakecrack I found … Continue reading

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The Coming Crisis of Global Food: High Costs, High Fats, and the Age of Globesity

By Liam Hysjulien I’d like to begin today’s essay by venturing forth into the not-so-distant future and mulling over this prediction:  by 2050, the global population could surpass 9 billion people.  As it currently stands, the world’s population is sitting … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: KING SOLOMON

TO EVERYTHING THERE IS A SEASON / EXCERPT FROM KOHELET/ECCLESIASTES by King Solomon To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a … Continue reading

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FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: GARY SNYDER

KISIABATON by GARY SNYDER Beat-up datsun idling in the road shreds of fog almost-vertical hillsides drop away huge stumps fading into mist soft warm rain Snaggy, forked and spreading tops, a temperate cloud-forest tree Chamaecyparis formosiana— Taiwan hinoki, hung-kuai red … Continue reading

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“The Inevitable Waits” by Friedrich Dürrenmatt

THE INEVITABLE WAITS (translated by Daniele Pantano) The inevitable waits It’s not coming. You are You are the mouse. So Don’t be a hero When for the fearless Even the avoidable Is unavoidable Fear. Stay human What belongs to you, … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: CHARLES BUKOWSKI

DINOSAURIA, WE by Charles Bukowski Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break As political landscapes dissolve As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree As the oily fish … Continue reading

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FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: JOHN CIARDI

FOR INSTANCE by JOHN CIARDI A boy came up the street and there was a girl. “Hello,” they said in passing, then didn’t pass. They began to imagine. They imagined all night and woke imagining what the other imagined. Later … Continue reading

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