Monday, April 28, 2014

"...being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.." Octavia Butler

Wednesday, April 23, 2014


"I am caught in love's web so deceitful,

None of my endeavors turned fruitful,

I knew not when I rode the high blooded stead,

The harder I pulled its reins the less it would heed,

Love is an ocean with such a vast space,

No wise man can swim it in any place,

A true lover should be faithful till the end,

And face life's reproached trend,

When you see things hideous, fancy them neat,

Eat poison, but taste sugar sweet"

-Rabia Balkhi 

First Persian Poetess, born in Balkh. 

Murdered by her brother. 

Her last poem written on the bath wall in her own blood. 

Friday, April 18, 2014

Two sided musings upon the synesthesia passed between the hearts of flowers in love.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Album Review- "Balkh is a new name too, but no wonder I haven’t heard of them before: this is their first release. Balkh is a duo of Eriijk Ressler and Doriandra Smith and each side has a fifteen-minute piece of music. Quite a curious bunch of loops here, mainly from ‘voice’ sources, maybe taped off the radio, but for all we know this could also be from old vinyl. It doesn’t make a piece of sound poetry, nor radio art, as a narrative of some kind doesn’t seem to be part of it. Maybe, to a certain extend, I was reminded of the earliest experiments carried out by Severed Heads, certainly on the B-side here. The whole thing reminded me of an 80s cassette anyway: made with the easiest means – loops of voices – without many electronics and such like, but the end result was quite captivating, certainly if you had a drink or two this can have a nice hallucinatory effect on the listener. Another winner." Rafa Segura