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“Neither one of us trying to hold it down, Neither one of us taking the middle ground, Wasn’t how to make sense we were thinking of, Just the two of us bent on delirious love…” Okay, pause action. Stop and … Continue reading →

Sex is our deepest form of consciousness. It is utterly non-ideal, non-mental. It is pure blood-consciousness…. It is the consciousness of the night, when the soul is almost asleep.

It is almost noon. I am on the couch, listening to the sound of the dishwasher, occasionally chit-chatting with the man on the couch next to me. Although he must remain nameless, he is far from peripheral. In fact, he … Continue reading →

Behold, I bring you just a few more snippets of the enemy’s own words and why I feel he needs to be destroyed: “i have this professor (literature, the worst kind) who circles and underlines phrases and things that maybe … Continue reading →

Every Republican President knows that in order to add a little spice to your term in office…you should go to war. Although we are not currently registered with any political party, nor do we live in a white house, Tony … Continue reading →

  Just thought you should know that this is Tony’s 200th posting to his blog. And when I say “his” I mean “mine”. Of course, democratically speaking I should probably actually say “the people’s”. But then again this is the … Continue reading →

I always wanted the authors I really loved to be dead. That way, I thought, it would be possible to understand their work in its absolute context. Everything could be read, processed, contextualized, and therefore properly enjoyed. I also made … Continue reading →

Because my biological clock is gender-neutralized, I have recently been plagued by a more pressing need to produce things that are born of the mind. I am not yet sure if this is driven by a fear of an anonymous … Continue reading →

you’ll have to pardon this evening’s postings. it would appear that Tony stumbled upon a small dose of inspiration (and/or a large bottle of whiskey.) it is impossible to know which came first, the pictures or the poems, but you … Continue reading →