“The time will come to assert the ideas of women at the expense of those of men, whose failure is consummated so resoundingly today. It is up to the artist in particular, if only in protest against this scandalous state of affairs, to make everything that arises from the feminine system of the world as …
Utopia is Feminine and the Morning Star Enrique De Santiago Read More »
Well, that’s where I shelter, and where I rescue the omens, there I drink from the Paleozoic salts, which today move the migratory herds,
those who come to the eyes without ears, of those attending Sunday services. By nature, I approve!!
P.D. Newman is an independent researcher located in the southern US, specializing in the history of the use of entheogenic substances in religious rituals and initiatory rites
the psychic robot, how our animal selves passed through the portions of different brain territories. the snakes, the monkey scribe, and now the circuit board advisory city-state. clay tablets as a big golem, ideas as ghosts informing the brain
How would you describe your painting process and your associative relationship between concepts, events, or mental states of the subconscious? Is there a link between self-hypnosis and inspiration? Artists, writers, and poets such as Garcia Lorca, Roberto Matta, Henri Michaux, and even Anais Nin have inspired me to paint. Language, for me, comes first, but the …
Every time I ordered my papers I found these poems that correspond to my years of militancy in the communist youth under the period of the dictatorship, which in my personal case took place between 1979 and 1989 Already a couple of years ago, around 1977, my concern for writing verses had been awakened, and …
Poemas Clandestinos 1978-1989 Enrique de Santiago Read More »
05/14/21cosmic fires burnbehind the rich, black fabric of the nightwhich parts to let the magic passas particles of filtered lightthe door lies open, the gate lies closedlife travels, small and swiftthrough tiny tearsa missing stitchand life. the flow itselfthe tear itselfthe seama sight of seeming deaththat folds, unfolds itselfin weeds of griefand swaddles itselfand for …
Taking the Auspices, Magic and Poems Hazel Cline Read More »
