haiku 6 Feb 2019

Choose a random path

And follow it to the end.

Fuck consequences.

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haiku 28 Sep 2018

Traditions passed on 
Through generations on end 
Are sure to endure 

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haiku 12 Sep 2018

Talking to others

Lessens the bite of sadness

And tightens group-bonds

[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]

an impolite proposal

In her Guardian piece entitled America: don’t be polite in the face of demagoguery, Jessica Valenti makes a few solid points. The main thrust of her argument appears to be as follows: The best way for free-thinking and open-minded Ynki who disapprove of his damaging ways and dangerous proposals is to shame and ridicule their incoming president - a proto-fascistic, narcissistic, and greedy demagogue who seems hellbent on destroying the steps this country has taken in the last 100 odd years to share the wealth America creates among all Americans equally.

This author has for nearly a decade now heaped brimstone and vituperation upon the various public figures and institutions he feels are endangering the essence of the American experiment. What have these writings gotten him? Little more than the satisfaction of knowing that he has played a small role in speaking truth to power. America’s elected leaders must be forced to remember that they govern only by the consent of the governed. One way of doing this is by speaking aloud or publishing articles that ridicule and mock their poor and short-sighted decisions. Together, united behind the common causes of Safety and Happiness, we the People can accomplish much; divided as we are, however, in our insular homes, separated from one another by television and fear of the unknown, we will continue to be treated as pawns with little power.

Until balance is achieved in this land, until the government fears and respects the People (in whom all power rests), this whorphan will continue his efforts to shame and ridicule the forces of oppression that so tightly strangle our potential greatness.

JPR / whorphan / americanifesto / 場黑麥

fair Cahuenga Pass

Once under the highway near Universal is where does begin a magnificent hill. Its sidewalks are wide with green trees it abounds and thick are the shade-spots that dapple its grounds and rich is the reward that arrives at last when spying the peak of fair Cahuenga Pass. It’s rideable whenever daytime or night (now during the latter I switch on a light) and watch at the top for loose rocks on my right while pedaling madly with all of my might. Along it are fast-food booze cigarette shops dispensaries groomers yet few red-light stops; when southbound upon it people rarely turn lest they run smack into nature’s own rock-berm. Then… over! I’m over! by golly hot dog here comes some relief from that hard-churning slog my wits are about me though I dare not rest for slaloming traffic’s a demanding test. At some points are gravel at some points are holes I take over lanes lest I should be bulldozed by uncaring drivers who’re trying to shoot the gap between me and boulders thick with roots. I know not the name of the goddess whose is the honor of guarding the Cahuenga Pass but thank and applaud her for her loving hands that guide and protect all who pass through her lands.

© americanifesto / 場黑麥

footwork and spins

Now here is a challenge to girls boys and they who plan to go dancing tonight or today: develop some moves for dancing in tight places, when all one can see is not bodies but faces. Some people insist on throwing their arms out and kicking and twirling and moving about, but these selfsame people when tightly packed in with no room to show off their footwork and spins do find that they've only the spot where they stand to display their prowess – the talk of the land?! To dance without moving one's own feet around, to shake it as if one had roots in the ground, is so much more difficult than it might sound, indeed it's quite tricky (as many have found). Try bending the ankles and flexing the knees, the neck and the shoulders can do as they please, the elbows they should be kept close to the chest, the hips though can shake as can that buxom breast. By learning to dance without shifting the feet one wrests victory from the claws of defeat; one keeps right on going when all the rest cease to dance when they're faced with free-spacial decrease.

© americanifesto / 場黑麥