Saturday, 8 December 2007
Saturday, 1 December 2007
Thursday, 29 November 2007
Tuesday, 27 November 2007
Sunday, 25 November 2007
Friday, 23 November 2007
Monday, 19 November 2007
Thursday, 15 November 2007
We, the First Committee of the International Necronautical Society, declare the following:-
1.That death is a type of space, which we intend to map, enter, colonise and, eventually, inhabit.
2. That there is no beauty without death, its immanence. We shall sing death's beauty - that is, beauty.
3. That we shall take it upon us, as our task, to bring death out into the world. We will chart all its forms and media: in literature and art, where it is most apparent; also in science and culture, where it lurks submerged but no less potent for the obfuscation. We shall attempt to tap into its frequencies - by radio, the internet and all sites where its processes and avatars are active. In the quotidian, to no smaller a degree, death moves: in traffic accidents both realised and narrowly avoided; in hearses and undertakers' shops, in florists' wreaths, in butchers' fridges and in dustbins of decaying produce. Death moves in our appartments, through our television screens, the wires and plumbing in our walls, our dreams. Our very bodies are no more than vehicles carrying us ineluctably towards death. We are all necronauts, always, already.
1.That death is a type of space, which we intend to map, enter, colonise and, eventually, inhabit.
2. That there is no beauty without death, its immanence. We shall sing death's beauty - that is, beauty.
3. That we shall take it upon us, as our task, to bring death out into the world. We will chart all its forms and media: in literature and art, where it is most apparent; also in science and culture, where it lurks submerged but no less potent for the obfuscation. We shall attempt to tap into its frequencies - by radio, the internet and all sites where its processes and avatars are active. In the quotidian, to no smaller a degree, death moves: in traffic accidents both realised and narrowly avoided; in hearses and undertakers' shops, in florists' wreaths, in butchers' fridges and in dustbins of decaying produce. Death moves in our appartments, through our television screens, the wires and plumbing in our walls, our dreams. Our very bodies are no more than vehicles carrying us ineluctably towards death. We are all necronauts, always, already.
Wednesday, 14 November 2007
Thursday, 8 November 2007
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Tuesday, 6 November 2007
tambourine
It is played by the hand body, that strikes the tambourine body using the bare hands body. Attached to the tambourine are metal jingles so that when the tambourine shakes it will create this sound. The tambourine can be a drum that has a small polygonal or circular frame.
Monday, 5 November 2007
Sunday, 4 November 2007
Saturday, 3 November 2007
Thursday, 1 November 2007
17. Everything has its mouth to manifestation; and this is the language of nature, whence everything speaks out of its property, and continually manifests, declares, and sets forth itself for what it is good or profitable; for each thing manifests its mother, which thus gives the essence and the will to the form. JACOB BOEHME
Wednesday, 31 October 2007
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
Monday, 29 October 2007
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