Poetic beings are everywhere

solo alto sax 16th november 2007 - recorded in Manchester at...

Thu, 18 Oct 2012 20:52:44 +1100

solo alto sax 16th november 2007 - recorded in Manchester at Hiss Factory kitchen with Oktava MK 219 mic

Experimental Improvisational Free Jazz noise psychedelic and...

Thu, 18 Oct 2012 19:22:15 +1100

Experimental Improvisational Free Jazz noise psychedelic and trippy

The lamp and its shade

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 14:57:10 +1000

The lamp and its shade

Tibet

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 21:41:59 +1000

Tibet

Pink haze

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 08:19:02 +1100

Pink haze

Ritual of Deities - A Shaving History

Sun, 04 Mar 2012 19:46:38 +1100

hair grows: the longer, the slower; the shorter, the faster

white noise comes again, a mushroom cloud

let’s reason the reasons

when someone is lynched

hands, thousands of hands shout: ’ namo amitah Buddha

mantra thinks

image stinks

as future comes as a hole not as a whore

then slow motion is shot backward

yes, man and woman have a history of shaving: right NOW

- regenerate and degenerate -

by a sex metaphor

we interpret the same texts

- those talking asses

bomb catches up with our brahman

some say woman is cloned from an egg

no, tomb is womb, they reckon

some try to clap their hands with one hand

no reasons, no

but the ritual of shaving in both sexes, the hair

now is a hole with a whole

intentions segment to five portraits of communist revolution

- splintered shaving heads are somewhere

the talking asses, understand?

don’t you mind that you don’t have a mind but hair?

Vajrakumara

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:48:00 +1100

Vajrakumara

Mahakala-6armed

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:46:46 +1100

Mahakala-6armed

Guhyasamaja

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:45:35 +1100

Guhyasamaja

Tortured seagull

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:16:44 +1100

Tortured seagull

Now a road travels through the wild landscape

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:14:27 +1100

ledongpkx:

In the afternoon

As the sun sets in

The cloud rolls over and over into

The blue horizon…

The bags of sorrow were tuned into

The moonlight of a melody -

Pietas…

Underground noise is irregular

With the wild lines curve the escape

Abstract are the light blue paints

Abstract are the crimson taints

Abstract are the vertical faints

Now a road travels through the wild landscape

Me filtered yellow

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 17:03:00 +1100

Me filtered yellow

claustrophobia

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 17:00:00 +1100

claustrophobia 1

union is covered in a piece of cloth

affection preludes unwanted chains

you see i have got this fiend

who makes me so whimsical

that i do not see any prospects

that i regret more and more into the past

so i lock myself in a cell

so i bury myself to hide it all

to be embraced far away

taste her on you

love is wrapped up in jealousy

possession is experienced as sincerely

i don’t bother any promiscuity

you see i have got this fiend

who makes me so weird

that i want it more that i could kill

that i will sign a deal to be secure

so i can avoid the pain that stands still

to be embraced obscure

taste her on you

claustrophobia 2

god’s testicles were slashed and stashed away upstairs

we are packed like sardines into a night

train travels in vain: clicking and clanking to the black and red

utopia

no, a dystopia

three monkeys were conceived in a giant leap

industrial revolution turn us into pollution

people still rant about abortion and castration

I saw your face and I bump into a grimace

kill that dog. It will not bark

lock up those monkeys. They will not rebel

in this animal farm, I am dragged behind

the black psyche of a schooner of some queer beer

It make the nation opening up

god is alive

Now a road travels through the wild landscape

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 16:48:42 +1100

ledongpkx:

In the afternoon

As the sun sets in

The cloud rolls over and over into

The blue horizon…

The bags of sorrow were tuned into

The moonlight of a melody -

Pietas…

Underground noise is irregular

With the wild lines curve the escape

Abstract are the light blue paints

Abstract are the crimson taints

Abstract are the vertical faints

Now a road travels through the wild landscape

1st Segment of the Bondage Bonzai K_xy

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 08:31:15 +1100

1st Segment of the Bondage Bonzai K_xy

Broken TV

Mon, 27 Feb 2012 16:24:09 +1100

Broken TV

Cui Jian

Mon, 27 Feb 2012 16:17:42 +1100

Cui Jian

Throb

Mon, 27 Feb 2012 16:16:31 +1100

your presence quavers my being

beholding in a bass throbbing

gazing upon nothing that is

attracting nothing that is not

absorbing a far-flung glance in between

drowning a mona lisa smile of a chimpanzee

a minute was insidious and contagious

King David has a pot belly

Sun, 26 Feb 2012 21:50:07 +1100

King David has a pot belly

but you won't be amused

Sun, 26 Feb 2012 21:40:40 +1100

Fused

the sun is down

her smile is gone

darkness sets in

my heart also sinks

a candle light is warm

her body is invisibly firm

yeah! I have found you

then I am tired and foul

we hang out on clouds

as for god I am in doubt

the sun will rise

the moon has two eyes

I think I am fine

but you won’t be amused

and my heart is so confused

I think I am fine