SomethingLikeThat

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[shewhoseeksfreedom]

JRR Tolkien said: "I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history – true or feigned– with its varied applicability to the thought and experience of readers. I think that many confuse applicability with allegory, but the one resides in the freedom of the reader, and the other in the purposed domination of the author."

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

why can i not move past this?

crying out

looking at them with divinity

we need to speak again

trust in the process

trust in the love that i have

believe in truth

believe in compassion

not a place for success

killed by success

cornered in competition

stuffy works

driving in cold sweat

crusted sacrum streams in under a tree

a simple and native vision

terre

earth in beat

earth in walk

earth in love

earth in sacrum

space for earth divine

no divide in placemats

encouraged connection

standing in river

touching the stomach

feeling the bones of pelvis

can you touch the skull

stolen from these families

no consent given

no consent requested

argue to not touch the skull

throw a fit.

a reasonable tiff of love and passion

for the earth and her keepers

against the earth's destroyers

[depsidase]

[depsidase]

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

😤😤

[papayajuan2019]

i love the world so much. why do i often forget this

[anditslove]

Andrea Gibson, Birthday

[weneverlearn]

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Lyrics to one of my favorite songs. Typed by Richard Hell??

Posted by the great Julia Gorton, a photographer around the late-70s/early-80s scene who has a great book of her work out there - Nowhere New York - that you should most definitely hunt down!!

[weneverlearn]

Jonathan Richman/John Cale Interviewed - Aussie TV, 1983

Pretty nifty little segment featuring de rigueur funny comments from Jonathan, and Cale looking suave and talking about being an A&R man. His comment about meeting Jonathan for the first time “in California” was a little odd, since he then says Jonathan was a big Velvet Underground fan. As any VU fan knows, these two surely met and hung out a bit in the late ‘60s, when Jonathan legendarily became the guy who probably saw the Velvets more than any other fan. 

Anyway, a fun clip to break up the constant drudgery of our daily dying-America hellscape of lies and billionaire burglars… 

[paintedout]

Cy Twombly, preparatory sketches from 1961

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

glance, i do onto the motor

as it turns over i hear a loving caster

spinning it’s top and as i can’t seem to remember

i don’t let the hopelessness into my body

i don’t know the sporadic additives in my soup

if i could say them by name, maybe it would be easy

what’s the easy way?

i wish that i knew it

tired and swollen

i’m feeling, and feeling

listening and listening

know when i’m not speaking much

however hard i break into pieces

i know my heart tethers will bring me back together

my heart tethers will bring me back

my tender heart truly heavy

in this class war

in these classrooms which do need money

i wish i had it to offer

classrooms of working people

classrooms that are not funded by government

or corporations or large donors

they’re funded by people like me

i sneer at a random older man

i need to fix my face

he looked like my boss

indirect communication from the hovering manager

got to get it out of here

lay it out to look at it and know it

a resistance sound

don’t deserve the treatment, she says

don’t deserve it

we need rest, damnit

resistance

jesus sepulveda

i don’t know christ

but i know of some damn smart people

i look at the bugs on the ground and we laugh

laugh at the ignorance of power

the desperate joke of power

funny when you put it together

[radicalgraff]

"You are closer to the street than you will ever be to any billionaire"

Spotted in Edinburgh, Scotland

[intactics-deactivated20250505]

what Work is the most important? the work you have to do next. narrow the scope of focus down to that singular glittering point.

[sisyphusshrugged]

How to get out of a rut

[radicalgraff]

Trump’s golf course in Turnberry, Scotland was vandalized overnight by Palestine solidarity activists.

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

dreaming into the space

lines don’t match up, and i spin

worst case think

worst case condemn

neck ache and uterine throb

adding years to this coil makes things trickier

operation

but the doctor doesn’t want to talk much afterwards

even if concerns are raised

one stop shop, only one thing at a time

like scraping out a wall of tissue

these forces sometimes beguiling

and then the sheen shines on the clutch of the trap

understandable weariness

discomfort with new

it’s a thing i must learn in time

as my body degrades

stuck working for a cruel wage

not a victim, not an executioner

but damn, exploitation sure is vile when you can

feel it, see it, know it

yet your observations are denied

denied with the audacity to despair

they pull and tell you, no, no

it’s not what it looks like

i can see why my friend is dispassionate

where the tenderness of my maw maw resides

it’s the claws of death

the claws of rule

the thickening of the rust

the density of the dust

when, how can i clean it up when my hands

loosing feeling, going numb

Barbara my dreamer

my imaginary friend who wrote

sentences flashing in red

fade in, fade out

fade in, fade out

“your ..

body..

is a..

battleground”

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

This is an image from Jim Goldberg’s Time Machine series

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

holler

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

don’t run into transactions

can’t run into transactions

they run me out

fill me up with air

telling me lies

interdependence wishes it to be

within fractions

witching hour factions

dispersing into the air

without remembering

where from, my dear,

where from?

please tell me where does this begin?

see, i do need to know

i do need to see the frames shining onto me

sharing framework

stating checked facts

checkered cement on the front porch in my dreams

writing silly words to be free

hearing a wind chime that annoys a man on reddit

sitting beneath the stars and reading at night

no mosquitos

march is proving to be magical

safety is trust

[shewhoseeksfreedom]

woke up this morning and started to see her effect behind certain mechanisms. an objective/detached attention. dreams filled with journey. dreams touching idealism. touching the middle. touching the sides. touching a fizzing undenied. a fizzing undeniable corner. reaching out to me now. observationally attentive when things lock into place. puzzling drawing its question next to its answer, to its reply. the reply of not fact, but a truth layered within some strange fiction. whispering in the field house, whispering in a downtown. is this real? is this real? they ask. is this real?

over the bridge, my eyes vision warping as the crane approaches. clicking into their placemats. knuckles click and maneuver below the worn wrist. a soft sound, how can it be? a soft sound like dew in the morning. dew on this black face covering. something beginning again. a cycle anew. unfamiliar walk by the tree. the sound of awaking to the quiet of the morning. the softness of the fog gifted to this dirt from the gulf of mexico. gifted to the grasses, to the trees. to the windows which reject this gift. they have no need for it. it still leaves its mark on the surface through its interfacing.

the themes of music returning again and again weaving into new forms. ancient language reiterated into new environments. the repetition and reframing of musical dialect, phrasing. thrown into this context which begs for its return. begging for it’s presence. the way that she finds these pebbles, shines them off and places them in her now secret, soon to be briefly living landscape. the charted grounds. a rag. the field of view. the map. the one holding the light to view.