Limited edition archival print by Kay Belardinelli, ~5x7".
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edition of 40
It reminds me... The laughing, spinning. And the lights they shone, twinkling. I saw gold, violent. The red, the violet, the blue.
I try so fucking hard. Feet firm on the ground. Press it on – the powder, a veil. Conceal this hideous, conceal.
Listen, I know they're there. I can feel it. What is it? Do you think it's my face? Need to be perfect... perfect! But I wanna be safe.
Beauty. Just enough to be vulnerable. To be threatened, or ravaged. To need the pepper, the gun, the dog. But not enough to just be, and not enough to be loved. Oh. What is it? What is it??
from Pressed in the Earth,
released January 20, 2019
Neapolitan lullaby performed by Rosamaria Paolella:
"I would like that the sea drown me, and news of me there would not be. and after one year the wave would send me away, on top of a rock, eaten by the fish."
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Do not let some fuckwit government take away your freedoms.
And in these times of pandemic, watch out even more. If a fuckwit government start talking about human sacrifices for the greater good. It doesn’t matter if that is god or the market. We all know what such talk leads to... Let’s not do that again.
Fuck collectivism. Mark Lindhout