Friday, December 26, 2014

Bluebird




Bluebird
Charles Bukowski

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?

Safe!


Jose Gonzalez - Heartbeats




what is philosophy for?




Beethoven Symphony No. 9




Beastmode


Projections in the Forest




Spider Stories




Spider Stories is a new fantasy series based on pan-African culture and mythology created by John and Charles Agbaje.

"Spider Stories follows the tale of Princess Zahara who is thrown into hiding after the royal family is overthrown by a corrupt neighboring kingdom. While traveling with a misfit caravan of merchants she meets a wandering drummer griot who introduces her to the spirit world. Armed with a mystical staff, the fearless princess embarks on quest to reconnect with the spirits, reunite her homeland, and reclaim the throne."

here

*wink


Adrienne Rich - Love


Calvin and Hobbes - Abstract


Elf (censored)




Rudolph's Revenge


Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Carl Sagan - You Are Here




Krys - Ton Heritage




Ton héritage / Your legacy

Si tu aimes les soirs de pluie                   If you love the rainy nights,
Mon enfant, mon enfant                          My child, my child
Les ruelles de l'Italie                               The streets of Italy
Et les pas des passants                            And the steps of passer-bys
L'éternelle litanie                                    The eternal litanies
Des feuilles mortes dans le vent             Of dead leaves in the wind
Qui poussent un dernier cri                     Giving their last cry
Crie, mon enfant                                      Then cry, my child

Si tu aimes les éclaircies                          If you love the clouds
Mon enfant, mon enfant                          My child, my child
Prendre un bain de minuit                       Bathing at the midnight
Dans le grand océan                                In the grand ocean
Si tu aimes la mauvaise vie                     If you love the hard life
Ton reflet dans l'étang                             Your reflection in the pond
Si tu veux tes amis                                   If you want your friends
Près de toi, tout le temps                         Close to you, all the time

Si tu pries quand la nuit tombe               If you pray when the night falls
Mon enfant, mon enfant                          My child, my child
Si tu ne fleuris pas les tombes                 If you don't bring flowers to the graves
Mais chéris les absents                            But miss the departed
Si tu as peur de la bombe                        If you fear the bombs
Et du ciel trop grand                                And the too large sky
Si tu parles à ton ombre                          If you talk to your shadow
De temps en temps                                  From time to time

Si tu aimes la marée basse                      If you love the low-tide
Mon enfant, mon enfant                         My child, my child
Le soleil sur la terrasse                           The sun on the terrace
Et la lune sous le vent                             And the moon under the wind
Si l'on perd souvent ta trace                   If you sometimes lose your trace
Dès qu'arrive le printemps                     In time of spring
Si la vie te dépasse                                 If the life exceeds you
Passe, mon enfant                                  Then pass on, my child

Ça n'est pas ta faute                                You are not to blame
C'est ton héritage                                     It's your legacy
Et ce sera pire encore                              And it will only get worse
Quand tu auras mon âge                          When you will be my age
Ça n'est pas ta faute                                 You are not to blame
C'est ta chair, ton sang                             It's your flesh, your blood
Il va falloir faire avec                              You will need to do with it
Ou, plutôt sans                                         Or, better without

Si tu oublies les prénoms                         If you forget surnames
Les adresses et les âges                            Addresses and ages
Mais presque jamais le son                      But almost never the sound
D'une voix, un visage                               Of a voice or face
Si tu aimes ce qui est bon                         If you love what is good
Si tu vois des mirages                              If you see mirages
Si tu préfères Paris                                   If you prefer Paris
Quand vient l'orage                                   When the storm comes

Si tu aimes les goûts amers                       If you love the bitter tastes
Et les hivers tout blancs                            And all-white winters
Si tu aimes les derniers verres                  If you love the last glasses
Et les mystères troublants                         And the troubling mysteries
Si tu aimes sentir la terre                          If you love feeling the earth
Et jaillir le volcan                                     And volcanoes erupting
Si tu as peur du vide                                 If you fear the void
Vide, mon enfant                                      Then empty yourself, my child

Ça n'est pas ta faute                                 You are not to blame
C'est ton héritage                                      It is your legacy
Et ce sera pire encore                               And it will only get worse
Quand tu auras mon âge                           When you will be my age
Ça n'est pas ta faute                                  You are not to blame
C'est ta chair, ton sang                              It's your flesh, your blood
Il va falloir faire avec                               You will need to do with it
Ou, plutôt sans                                           Or, better without it

Si tu aimes partir avant                             If you love leaving before
Mon enfant, mon enfant                           My child, my child
Avant que l'autre s'éveille                         Before the other wakes
Avant qu'il te laisse en plan                      Before he leaves you
Si tu as peur du sommeil                           If you fear the sleep
Et que passe le temps                                And the time passing
Si tu aimes l'automne vermeil                  If you love the orange autumn
Merveille, rouge sang                               Marvel, red blood

Si tu as peur de la foule                            If you fear the crowds
Mais supportes les gens                            But support the people
Si tes idéaux s'écroulent                            If your ideals crumble
Le soir de tes vingt ans                             In the evening of your twenties
Et si tout se déroule                                  If nothing happens
Jamais comme dans tes plans                   As you planned it
Si tu n'es qu'une pierre qui roule              If you are nothing but a rolling stone
Roule, mon enfant                                    Then roll, my child







Monday, December 1, 2014

We Need to Talk to Roberto




http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/novel-of-the-year/

Dave Chappelle - Police




An interview with Chris Rock

Full interview here

Before Obama arrived, you were saying that there’d been Martin Luther King and Malcolm X, and then black leaders in America became like substitute teachers.
I mean, you got to realize, there’s not a need for it the way there was. Back then, we needed that guy for our day-to-day existence. Now you only feel the need in special cases. So, okay, Ferguson goes down. You’re like, Oh, it’d be great if we had a guy.

When Al Sharpton goes down to Ferguson, it feels like a media ritual rather than an actual civil-rights action.
It’s a revival, where King was doing an original play. It’s a good part. The lead is open.

When you made the movie Good Hair,12 it was almost a 60 Minutes kind of investigative piece.
I would love to be a 60 Minutes correspondent.

What would you want to cover?
I would cover anything. I mean, I’d be in Ferguson right now, and it would be in-depth, and it would be funny.

It’s hard to do funny in journalism.
No, it’s not. It’s all in the cut.

What would you do in Ferguson that a standard reporter wouldn’t?
I’d do a special on race, but I’d have no black people.

Well, that would be much more revealing.
Yes, that would be an event. Here’s the thing. When we talk about race relations in America or racial progress, it’s all nonsense. There are no race relations. White people were crazy. Now they’re not as crazy. To say that black people have made progress would be to say they deserve what happened to them before.

Right. It’s ridiculous.
So, to say Obama is progress is saying that he’s the first black person that is qualified to be president. That’s not black progress. That’s white progress. There’s been black people qualified to be president for hundreds of years. If you saw Tina Turner and Ike having a lovely breakfast over there, would you say their relationship’s improved? Some people would. But a smart person would go, “Oh, he stopped punching her in the face.” It’s not up to her. Ike and Tina Turner’s relationship has nothing to do with Tina Turner. Nothing. It just doesn’t. The question is, you know, my kids are smart, educated, beautiful, polite children. There have been smart, educated, beautiful, polite black children for hundreds of years. The advantage that my children have is that my children are encountering the nicest white people that America has ever produced. Let’s hope America keeps producing nicer white people.

It’s about white people adjusting to a new reality?
Owning their actions. Not even their actions. The actions of your dad. Yeah, it’s unfair that you can get judged by something you didn’t do, but it’s also unfair that you can inherit money that you didn’t work for
.
Would you seek out someone to interview who might not normally be sought out?
I would get you to interview somebody, and I would put something in your ear, and I’d ask the questions through you.

You’d have a white guy.
And I would ask them questions that you would never come up with, and we’d have the most amazing interviews ever.

And we’d be asking white people and black people?
Just white people. We know how black people feel about Ferguson — outraged, upset, cheated by the system, all these things.

So you think people can be lulled into saying the outrageous shit they really feel?
Michael Moore has no problem getting it. Because he looks like them. But the problem is the press accepts racism. It has never dug into it.

When Obama was running for president, a certain kind of white person would routinely tell reporters, “He’s just not one of us.” Few reporters want to push that person to the wall and say, “What do you mean he’s not like you, unless you’re talking about the fact that he’s African-American?” Where else besides Ferguson would you hypothetically want to interview white people?
I’d love to do some liberal places, because you can be in the most liberal places and there’s no black people.

I assume one such place is Hollywood.
I don’t think I’ve had any meetings with black film execs. Maybe one. It is what it is. As I told Bill Murray, Lost in Translation is a black movie: That’s what it feels like to be black and rich. Not in the sense that people are being mean to you. Bill Murray’s in Tokyo, and it’s just weird. He seems kind of isolated. He’s always around Japanese people. Look at me right now.

We’re sitting on the 35th floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel overlooking Central Park.
And there’s only really one black person here who’s not working. Bill Murray in Lost in Translation is what Bryant Gumbel experiences every day. Or Al Roker. Rich black guys. It’s a little off.
But the thing is, we treat racism in this country like it’s a style that America went through. Like flared legs and lava lamps. Oh, that crazy thing we did. We were hanging black people. We treat it like a fad instead of a disease that eradicates millions of people. You’ve got to get it at a lab, and study it, and see its origins, and see what it’s immune to and what breaks it down.

Full interview here

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

"true justice"

"No matter what the grand jury does, let us remember that true justice will come only when our criminal injustice system is radically transformed: when we no longer have militarized police forces, wars on our communities, a school-to-prison pipeline, and police departments that shoot first and ask questions later. True justice will be rendered not when when a single “guilty” verdict is rendered in one man’s case, but when the system as a whole has been found guilty and we, as a nation, have committed ourselves to repairing, as best we can, the immeasurable harm that has been done."
— Michelle Alexander (via teacakes)

9 inches


Thursday, November 20, 2014

시대유감 時代遺憾




시 대 유 감
時  代  遺  憾

서태지와아이들
작사 : 서태지
작곡 : 서태지
편곡 : 서태지

왜 기다려왔잖아 모든 삶을 포기하는 소리를
이 세상이 모두 미쳐버릴 일이 벌어질것 같네
짜식들 거되게 시끄럽게 구네
그렇게 거만하기만한 주제에 거짓된
너의 가식때문에 너의 얼굴 가죽은 꿈틀거리고
나이든 유식한 어른들은 예쁜인형을 들고 거리를 헤메 다니네
모두가 은근히 바라고 있는 그런날이 바로 오늘 올것만 같아
검게 물든 입술 정직한 사람들의 시대는 갔어
숱한 가식속에 오늘은 아우성을 들을수 있어
왜 기다려왔잖아 모든 삶을 포기하는 소리를
이 세상이 모두 미쳐버릴 일이 벌어질것 같네
부러져버린 너의 그런 날개로 너는 얼마나 날아갈수있다생각하나
모두를 뒤집어 새로운 세상이 오기를 바라네
너의 심장은 태워버리고 너의 그 날카로운 발톱들은
감추고 돌이킬수 없는 과거와 이 세상이 잘못되어 가고 있는데
검게 물든 입술 정직한 사람들의 시대는 갔어
숱한 가식속에 오늘은 아우성을 들을수 있어
왜 기다려왔잖아 모든 삶을 포기하는 소리를
이 세상이 모두 미쳐버릴 일이 벌어질것 같네
바로 오늘이 두개의 달이 떠오르는 밤이야
네 가슴에 맺힌 한을 풀수 있기를 .... 오늘이야

Earth


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

홍익인간

넓을  홍. 더할 익. 사람 인. 사이 간.

'널리 인간을 이롭게 한다'(혹은 '널리 인간을 이롭게 하라')



김광석 - 그녀가 처음 울던 날




NK v. Disney

Disney: The making of a Nazi





Calvin and Hobbes on time


Nick Drake - Black Eyed Dog




spinach artichoke crack dip

http://www.food.com/recipe/naughtiest-most-delicious-spinach-artichoke-dip-374231
  • Prep Time: 10 mins
  • Total Time: 40 mins
  • Servings: 8-10

Ingredients

    • 1 (10 ounce) packages frozen spinach ( thawed and drained)
    • 1 (14 ounce) cans artichoke hearts
    • 1 (10 ounce) jars alfredo sauce
    • 1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese
    • 1/3 cup shredded parmesan cheese
    • 4 ounces cream cheese
    • 1 teaspoon bottled garlic
    • tortilla chips, for scooping

Directions

  1. Preheat oven to 350.
  2. Mix all ingredients in a baking dish.
  3. Bake, covered, for 30 minutes.
  4. Enjoy all of the compliments from your guests

The Most Astounding Fact - Neil deGrasse Tyson




The Great Dictator - Charlie Chaplin




Jay-Z unplugged




Chris Cornell - Black Hole Sun




Stone Temple Pilots unplugged




Tori Amos unplugged




Alanis Morissette unplugged




Staind unplugged




Pearl Jam unplugged




Thursday, November 13, 2014

zucchini crisps

Baked Parmesan Zucchini Crisps
Prep time
Cook time
Total time
Author:
Serves: 8
Ingredients
  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 2 cups Panko breadcrumbs
  • ½ cup grated Parmesan cheese
  • 2 zucchinis, thinly sliced to about ¼-inch thick rounds
  • 3 large eggs, beaten
  • 1 tsp dried oregano
  • salt and pepper
Instructions
  1. Lay out a couple paper towels and place the zucchini rounds on the paper towels. Sprinkle zucchini with salt on both sides. Cover zucchini slices with more paper towels and press down them. Leave for about 20 minutes. After 20 minutes you will notice that the paper towels are wet and the zucchini slices are pretty dry.
  2. Preheat oven to 400 F degrees. Line a large baking sheet with parchment paper.
  3. In a shallow plate, combine Panko breadcrumbs, Parmesan cheese, oregano and season with salt and pepper if preferred; set aside.
  4. In another shallow plate add the flour which you also need to season with salt and pepper.
  5. In a 3rd plate beat eggs, with salt and pepper.
  6. Start dredging zucchini rounds in flour, dip into eggs, then dredge in Panko mixture, pressing to coat. Place zucchini slices on prepared baking sheet.
  7. Repeat until all zucchini slices are done. One large baking sheet was enough for me.
  8. Bake for 20 to 30 minutes, or until the zucchini rounds are golden and crispy.
  9. Serve with your favorite dip.
http://www.jocooks.com/healthy-eating/baked-parmesan-zucchini-crisps/

I do miss me a good hamburger...

21 Juicies:
http://www.buzzfeed.com/mackenziekruvant/burger-burger-burger-burger?z=324567


Get your hands off my penis!




Nordic Economic and Social Welfare Model




Saturday, November 8, 2014

Hasselback Potatoes



Recipe: How to Make Hasselback Potatoes

  • Prep Time: 10 min(s)
  • Cook Time: 50 min(s)
  • Total Time: 60 min(s)
  • Servings: 6
A simple but creative way to serve potatoes. Thinly sliced potatoes baked in the oven. With a crispy exterior and a soft center, these potatoes are a cross between French friends and potato chips.

Ingredients

    6 large Yukon Gold – washed, scrubbed, and dried
    4 tablespoons melted butter or olive oil
    Kosher salt and fresh ground pepper
    Grated Parmesan Cheese
    1 teaspoon fresh thyme
    Optional garnish: Fresh thyme

Instructions

    Preheat the oven to 425°F.
    Cut deep 1/8-inch to ¼-inch slits into the potatoes being carefully to not cut all the way through so the bottom of the potatoes stay intact.
    Brush the potatoes with butter and season with salt and pepper.
    Arrange the potatoes in a single layer on a prepared baking sheet that is either sprayed with non-stick spray or lined with parchment paper.
    Bake the 30 minutes, and bring the potatoes out of the oven (momentarily).
    The layers will look partially separated.  Carefully use a butter knife to help separate any layers still stuck together.
    Mix the remaining butter, parmesan cheese, and thyme together and generously brush the potatoes again with this butter mixture including the bottoms. Any remaining butter should be equally drizzled over the potatoes so the butter drips into the cut slices.
    Lightly season the potatoes again with salt and pepper.
    Bake the potatoes for 25-30 minutes until the center layers are tender.
    Allow the potatoes to slightly cool off for 5 minutes before serving.
    Garnish the potatoes with fresh thyme if desired.
    source 
     

Math in Starry Night - van Gogh




Music and Math - the genius of Beethoven




The Battle of the Five Armies (Trailer)