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"we put language in zoos to observe caged thought
and toss peanuts and p funk at intellect
and motherfuckers think these are metaphors! I speak what i see
all worlds and words are metaphors of me"

-saul williams










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ninji:
"language is a virus" - laurie anderson

--
yes, Laurie also wrote a song w/this sentiment. old obscure cut from the 80s i believe.

you are so damned literate, tho', and astute. that is way sexy!


i have been wacky as usual, darlin'. are you doin' okay in general? me, i'd say i'm doin' okay in general.

wuv,
Be.

[Edited on May 06, 2003]
ninji:
SG has chat now. we simply *must* use it, dahling.

wuv,
Be.
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i haven't written here in a while because i'm working on my new site, which i am SO PROUD of!!! please visit it!

http://www.geocities.com/sophiapagoda/inthenews

eeeee! love
ninji:
i likes!

Bella
(ex-ninji)
ninji:
hi baby doll.
thanks so much for the feedback. smile
how do i do this stuff? driven by the desire to inspire, and to be inspire. i need the catharsis. music/prose seems to be the best way for me to channel/communicate.

i keep finding willing participants. so i keep sending 'em vocals.

i would love to do music for a living. i have a friend who has his own recording equipment and whose rate is (thank god/dess) very reasonable.

you can come play if you want! shocked)

ninji is too masculine for me. i want to be soft. to be bella. i'm also way inspired by this new song by an artist called beady belle, called "bella," so i thought it was time for that change.

more info about that here: http://jianda.net/bella.htm (lyrics, and a link to beady can be found there).

anyhow, that's the deal. i've never been way masculine or anything but have felt too neuter--too non-participatory in life. wanna be more a girl and enjoy being a girl. rather than a wallflower/0/hibernator.

that's the deal.

wuv
bella
p.s. everything you see in me, you already are, and embody, or you would not have recognized it.
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Astounding


Breathtaking

What we have never had- close-up of war- they are watching
all over the world
If this were a movie no one would believe it- it would never sell
Young Americans
Staff sergeant staff sergeant can you tell us whats happening - is that a republican guard surrendering
Negative- I can't respond to that
Thought it would be a cakewalk to Baghdad
What...
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ninji:
ah--you should send that to the poetsagainstthewar.org site.

peace
PEACE.
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"In The Beauty Myth, Naomi Wolf (1991) cites a survey indicating that a whopping 90% of American women are dissatisfied with their bodies. When this attitude is passed from mother to daughter, which is understandably almost inevitable, a vicious cycle begins. Mothers, according to Susie Orbach (2001), generally experience some level of difficulty in accommodating the needs of their daughters. They wish to feed and...
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ninji:
mmm...same here but thank you for posting.
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Luff and I are in our new room!!!! It's soooo beautiful-sunny-green-calming-plumbed-flowered-soft lit-happy-project time. I'm so excited. I love moving into, exploring, expressing in new places. I carry tapestries and a wide variety of lantern/sting lighting with me all over the country, just so I can put the same old stuff up in a whole new brilliant way. I made a toilet paper...
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ninji:
be-you-tiful! smile
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a friend, of sorts, wrote this for me today. anyone care to take a stab at what the fuck he means?
***

The red velvet of a curtain for instance,
the chain pocket pulling hard iron rods down
and down again again toward a dusty ground;
down from the high ceilings and wood smell,
down from the high theatre smell up top, the iron rods
again...
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ninjatuner:
Some people, I'd say, are in love with language (and drugs) enough that the words themselves don't have to have meaning, just a visceral reaction, of sorts. My 2 cents.
ninji:
golly, i wouldn't dare to guess but it sure is intricate n' trippy. smile
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If you ever see me at a Greyhound station
remind me to tell you about time.
But if you see me on the bus
I am alone in a portal
so please don't disturb me -
on the paper napkin dream
number in a matchbook bed
red gingham sheets in
the middle of october on a
magic gingham ride
clouds and pastels
suddenly died.
Bird...
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i got an email from my mom. it read:

SPRING PEEPERS

biggrin frown
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i have been thinking today about buying a really big book and actually doing something with all those poems and those cool pictures i find in magazines and quotes and pictures i find on the internet i feel are worth saving etc etc.

also i have purchased (www.craigslist.com) a mirror that's about 5 ft by 7 ft. cool huh? i am going...
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and with a multitude of false eyes glued upon me i walk (
through the forest like an elephant king that has lost a
kingdom no one's

heard of
), and

i linger.
ninji:
girl: i'm in austin (i heart austin) but i wanted to at least reach out quickie-like. smile i love anne rice. and her anne rampling stuff too. not cheesy @ all.

i love this latest tome of yours above
wuv
ji
jjbad:
i went. post brush, went to target and sprayed myself down with axe. it was dollar beer night. think she smelled me through my facade though, cuz the hug sucked. thought i'd fill you in since you posted to my problem. keep in touch. and btw, elephant kings are way underrated. love your glasses.
Jeremy
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Torso Flashbacks

Not to be confused with acid flashbacks, tequiza flashbacks,
Urban, rural, or academic flashbacks.
Chalkboards juxtaposed over chalkboards and again
beaches of sand that are double exposed over beaches of rock that expose my inertia
forest fire mountains exposed and doubled over desert neons and their bathtubs
Hair a darker shade,
(foreshadowing)
now.
Slices of cheese

Thrown onto the back of the monster...
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ninji:
we could sing together. how, though? smile unless you can access recording equip...

mmmm...

that dream. it MUST have been me. that girl in the dream sounds like me.
ninji:
keep hope alive. if nothing else we can sing together on the phone. wink
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Sorrow ain't a city
It's the train that takes you there
Sorrow ain't a city
It's the train that gets you there
Where are your woes?
In the Indiana snows.

And when you eat fruit
remember the folks who planted it
And when you eat your fruit
remember the folks who put it in the ground
And who knows where to...
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ninji:
BEAUTIFUL. Can we form a commune?

And the one you placed in my journal, was that yours too (pardon my ignorance if yes, or if no).

I wish I could marry a poem like that (THAT'S A BIG DEAL! TO ME, MARRIAGE IS THE "M" WORD)