as close as it comes

9 07 2009

https://www.adbusters.org/magazine/80/industrial_childbirth.html

“Is it shocking to hear that many women liken the experience of “normal” hospital childbirth to being sexually assaulted? Aside from the obvious – the exposure of your most intimate areas to complete strangers – there is an utter lack of control over what is being done to your body. Your consent may never be sought for certain procedures – or it may be sought in the coercive manner of institutions that count on your fear for your cooperation. The feelings that may be experienced afterwards are those of shame and guilt that you weren’t able to give birth naturally, that you didn’t ask the right questions, that you gave up control and weren’t strong enough to resist certain things being done. These feelings can be particularly strong if the mother is separated from her newborn – for example, after an emergency C-section or if a baby is incubated. In some of these cases, mothers can experience bonding problems with the infant. Even once bonding is achieved, the guilt that accompanies this can be life-long.”





decomposing selfabet

9 07 2009

All above began below,
In coloured crimson, death’s deflow.
Effecting energy from finished growth,
Granting happenstantial hopes.
Inside insects jig & jeer,
A kame of killing, lousing lombardeers.
Mongoloid missionaries, nefarious & noctuary,
Obfuscating obliquation,
Padeophagic, panentheism,
Queer quaquaversal, rooting rations.
Slithering silently through trampled unders,
Uliginous, vexed, vasculating wonders.
Wettened xanthic xylophor,
This zoanthropic epic war.

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1 lm = 1 cd·sr = 1 lx·m2

8 07 2009

blind

The lumen (symbol: lm) is the SI unit of luminous flux, a measure of the perceived power of light. Luminous flux differs from radiant flux, the measure of the total power of light emitted, in that luminous flux is adjusted to reflect the varying sensitivity of the human eye to different wavelengths of light.

That is, a light source that uniformly radiates one candela in all directions radiates a total of 4π lumens. If the source were partially covered by an ideal absorbing hemisphere, that system would radiate half as much luminous flux—only 2π lumens. The luminous intensity would still be one candela in those directions that are not obscured.





7 07 2009

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Audible Visions

7 07 2009

“We are proud to present our first mix CD in collaboration with Alexis Le-Tan. A spaced-out musical ceremony in which sounds from the past meet ideas from the future. This mixtape from another dimension blends electro, new beat, space disco, minimal-synth, afro and new-wave grooves in a concoction which after one listen, is bound to give you sonic hallucinations.”

http://www.ill-studio.com/

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you don’t want anything that’s been the attention of a roving group of gypsy moths

6 07 2009

cave

Things have to be finished!, says Sonnenschein. A stratocumulus peeks and twists in the window behind her like a cartoon projected on an inky wall. Regen fidgets, gathering her shell and ‘brelly, pulling her hat over the crown of her head. She looks more like fraulein in a long black skirt than is likely.

I took the unrecht beat, whispers Regen . I wasn’t ado… I didn’t catch anything… The trees dunst, modest, a vitreous facade thrust under the wind.

Be silent!, Sonnenschein says, moving the drapiert aside, cinching them with a hooked loop and mooring the window latch. Mad rain snarls from the tree limbs like a savage, a wet scar carving the trunk. The wetter grows urgent, unbearably disobedient. I know what happened in the woods, Sonnenschein says. I ponder how she could know anything about the wald, about wrestling free the sound that had been embedded in an old tree stump. Only dreams are real to her.

I’ll never stay with you, Regen says.

Thunder resurrects the dawn, outlining a schatten huddled against the door. At this hour of the wee, it is easy to say no, to say stop. Sodden tendrils slamming the tiling, carving a labyrinth through the house to the meer, all horizon converted into distress.