Saturday, August 29, 2009

tba

While I still may not have anything to say, I do have a lot of stuff to show. My college semester has begun so my lax updates will be even.....laxer. Doesn't mean I'll abandon this blog. It just means I'll be busier.

As another tribute to Senator Kennedy, here is an article done about him and his love of poetry. He was reading for The Academy of American Poets at Poetry & the Creative Mind, which is an annual fundraising benefit for the Academy of American Poets in 2004. The transcript of here can be found here.

Below is one of the poems senator Kennedy speaks fondly of. Its called "The gift outright" by Robert Frost.

~ The Gift Outright ~

The land was ours before we were the land's.
She was our land more than a hundred years
Before we were her people. She was ours
In Massachusetts, in Virginia.
But we were England's, still colonials,
Possessing what we still were unpossessed by,
Possessed by what we now no more possessed.
Something we were withholding made us weak.
Until we found out that it was ourselves
We were withholding from our land of living,
And forthwith found salvation in surrender.
Such as we were we gave ourselves outright
(The deed of gift was many deeds of war)
To the land vaguely realizing westward,
But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced,
Such as she was, such as she would become.

~ Robert Frost; 1874-1963 ~

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Senator Edward Kennedy

His speech at the Democratic National Convention this past August



Rest in peace

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A Slacker's Aphorisms Part 2: The Mark Twain edition

"Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."

"You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."

"There is nothing lower than the human race except the French."

"Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel. He is the only one that inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it."

"Love your enemy, it'll scare the hell out of him."

"The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them."

"I've never killed a man, but I've read many an obituary with a great deal of satisfaction. (Also attributed to Clarence Darrow.)"

"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great."

"It ain't those parts of the Bible that I can't understand that bother me, it is the parts that I do understand"
-Mark Twain

Other Aphorisms.....

"There is nothing more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity"
- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
-George Carlin

Friday, August 21, 2009

Nirvana: Who the fuck knows.....

A jam that Nirvana did in a 1992 concert in either Sao Paulo or Rio De Janeiro.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Crossfade: Colors

I'm having a not so nostalgic moment. Enjoy

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Presenting Nero's haikus

I decided to start a project that involves the online social phenomenon twitter. For those who don’t know, twitter is a micro blogging service that allows users to send “tweets” that are no more than 140 characters. The only rule of this project will follow the only rule of twitter, which is to fit everything into 140 characters or less. I choose the form of haiku because they’re the easiest form of poems to fit into a twitter message, and thus follow the one hundred forty rule this project is based on.

In the future I would like to have everything cataloged and eventually published. I don’t know how many tweets could fill a book, but for now I’m only focusing on the writing part of the project.

I don't know if anyone else has done this already (I don't think I'm the only one who's doing this), but in the future I would like to collaborate with other twitter poets and have some sort of publication released based on this. Of course assuming that this is as widespread that I think it is.

Note: While the project is titled “Nero's haiku,” not all of these poems are true haiku's or haiku's at all. Some of the “haiku” are missing a syllable or has a syllable too many, and some are just based off the idea of a haiku. Also, the plural for "haiku" is actually "haiku." If it sounds weird blame the Japanese.

Here is where the project is: http://twitter.com/nero86
If anyone wants to subscribe please feel free to do so.

These are some extra haiku's Ive been working with. Mind you, this is all just for fun, so don't get offended by them. And again, not all of these are text book haiku's.

If I could write one thing
It would be a tale no one has heard of
It would be about me.

The noise of TV
Drowns out my thoughts
I don’t feel like turning it off.
I just turned it down.

An epic poem
Want to write a sestina
Because I’m so bored

Haikus about nothing
On electronic ink
Inspired by Jack Kerouac

A self indulgent
Anti altruistic man
Sits in his bedroom

And make you read it
For you are his twitter
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Oh, and the current listen can be found on Yu0tube: Jet-Look What You've done

Thursday, August 6, 2009

A dedication to Elliot Smith.....

.....Happy Birthday.

The sound of a strange parallel emanates,
from the basement in the hill.
As the tune of a blackbird lingers
in the collective mind within.

The waltz demands you the soul of an angel,
ignorant of the devils script,
while the heart of tangent beats,
with the candle that flickers in twilight.

Stupidity tries to hold you down,
but your distorted reality shows the way.
As guilt disappears between the bars,
you find some beautiful place to get lost

A fond farewell greets the last hymn,
played to the tune of figure 8.
The virgin in white disappears into that good night,
and your song rises with a New Moon.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Untitled

Pardon me, I have nothing to say.