na boca da baleia

na boca da baleia só há q entregar-se. amar é render-se.

como os olhos dos peixes

os peixes não só têm um ouvido interno embutido no crânio atrás dos olhos 
como emitem sons cada espécie um aparelho: ou o ressoar dos ossos ou 
as vibrações natatórias ou ou ou
atrás dos olhos a escuta
ouvindo o canto da nuca
isso só descobri hoje mas há tempo sei da tentação do espaço dos insectos e 
do milagre que é o ronron das lagostas

eu que falo das coisas reais e vou de garfo a essa cartilagem opaca no centro 
translúcida 
esse globo, essa constelação 
eu que amo os meus amigos e vou de coração 
meu estômago 
aos olhos de um peixe
quantos sentidos intransmissíveis, eu que nunca perguntaria como fixá-los 
para que ele nos queira

Às vezes tenho medo dos cadernos, da época da ceifa. 
- Plantação indiscriminada. 
Farei de todos os meus cadernos uma mata selvagem e densa.

Delia Derbyshire

Delia Derbyshire & Barry Bermange - Invention for Radio No.1: The Dreams (1964)

FALLING

suddenly i’m falling 

i’m falling upright 

i was falling and twisting 

i’m falling upright

slow twist head over feet 

stretching out

increasing in speed

mouth open wide but no sound

it’s in space

       a complete feeling of space and nothingness

nothingness

started off by floating

held up by my (…) which had already held me back

somehow i started to accelerate 

gathered speed 

and i’ve accelerated more and more and more 

my head was down

i was speeding downwards 

into some great pit

accelerating all the time and increasing in speed

tumbling and falling, no more floating at all

just tumbling and falling and   accelerating all the time, faster and

faster

i felt as if i was falling forever

not quickly

but i am definitely going down down down i know that nothing

nothing can stop me

i try sometimes to think (in) myself “oh this is lovely, you should be enjoying this” but i’m so panic stricken

i know this is the end and i’ve finished

i’m just sinking and sinking into this great black void

i see no clouds at all

i was falling through this water

it was all around me this water i didn’t like it

i was falling i've got my legs in and my hands out

it was all around me this water i didn’t like it

i've got my legs in and my hands out and my arms out stretched 

and suddenly all this water became full of other people and other things

all falling, full of other people and other things, all falling and

chairs and tables and things like this

and all this people all floating downwards through this water

all going downwards the same as i was

people (...) with their arms out stretched and their legs

all going downwards the same as i was

and chairs and tables and things like this

and all this people all floating downwards through this water

people (...) with their arms out stretched and their legs

and i put my arms up and tried to catch hold of them 

and i try to catch hold of them
and i try to catch hold of them

All i can remember is falling into the water

it was very dark and very deep

all floating downwards through this water

all going downwards the same as i was

accelerating all the time, faster and faster

accelerating all the time and increasing in speed

i was speeding downwards

sinking sinking into this great black void

reeling down into sort of (...)

reeling down into into a sort of big hole

it was a long way down
it was a long way down

and i felt myself falling

it was a long way down

and i couldn’t do anything about it

fell off the edge of the mountain and it was very dark

seemed to go down and down and down

seemed to go down and down and down

it was a long way down and i couldn’t do anything about it

it was very dark and very deep
it was very dark and very deep

seemed to go down and down and down

seemed to go down and down and down

i’m falling upright

and i’ve finished

i’m just sinking and sinking into this great black void

i see no clouds at all

it’s in space

         the complete feeling of space and nothingness

everything is black and i fall and fall and fall

and i know that if i don’t pull myself up

if i don’t force (...) to stop myself i’ll die if i reach the bottom

i make a tremendous effort to stop myself, i’ll stop myself doing this

i jump in the air and that’s a great big jump

and then i stop dying

       the complete feeling of space and nothingness

i see no clouds at all

(transcrição minha)

na dobra

pela bifurcação da língua
na dobra, entre sim e não
i found an erotic longing for god

introdução à democracia

no outro dia acordei e pensei que o milton friedman era um filho da puta.
nisso e na conversa dos ansiãos à porta do palácio enquanto a Clitemnestra assassinava o Agamémnon.

os planos de ontem sofreram gozaram alterações.