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The fly

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A celebration of layers
The autumn breeze will lift the pages of my new book into the hands of the curious souls still interested in the seeds of this pumpkin. For those who have emerged from obscure light with constellations of precious reflections rousing their heart, you will find a continuity of such divinity in perfected plastic iconic form in the mere appearance of living. From the confusion of searching for a single match in pitch dark freedom to the illusion of liberty woven with every thread pulled in the puppetry of live action heroics, the muse comes just in time with her tricked out treats, sights for sore eyes. 

Beauty is a word to be forgotten and an action to be repeated. Even the most sacred movement can scare the fly. 

I will be happy to see you again.

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posted by Primessa Espiritu
6:01 pm


Voice of reason

Thursday, June 24, 2010

I did not become someone different

That I did not want to be

But I'm new here

Will you show me around

No matter how far wrong you've gone

You can always turn around

Met a woman in a bar

Told her I was hard to get to know

And near impossible to forget

She said I had an ego on me

The size of Texas

Well I'm new here and I forget

Does that mean big or small

No matter how far wrong you've gone

You can always tournaround

And I'm shedding plates like a snake

And it may be crazy but I'm

the closest thing I have

To a voice of reason

Turnaround turnaround turnaround

And you may come full circle

and be new here again

I'm new here by Gil Scott-Heron
performs Friday, June 25 at 7 p.m. at Club Soda


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7:03 pm


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