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The Externalized Brain
From the primitive ages, the human body has been linked with nature as a member in which water and air circulate. People today are equipped with an electronic body in which information circulates, and are thus linked to the world through a network of information by means of this other body. This virtual body of [...]
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Restless
Last night
was one of those nights
When the demons creep
through the hollow of your bones
To mine your marrow
and toy with your strings;
making your muscles dance, like puppets
waltzing, on and on
in neverending circles
across a lonely theatre stage
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Yamakasa At Daybreak
Five thirty am and daylight finally penetrated the heavy cloud, conjuring a misty grey morning. The typhoon hit Fukuoka that night; rain pounded the streets and unpredictable winds threatened the decency of the city’s many skirt clad youth. But we hardly noticed. Tucked up as we were in our karaoke booth, our little womb; with [...]
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Grief is a marathon runner. It does not sprint to the finish, for it has no goal. No end in sight. Strung out, nagging. Never lessening so much as just less often. It is both unwanted companion and cold comfort – an emptiness that engulfs a void. A deep cut, then a dull, aching bruise, [...]
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Part One: Bad Dreams
In my sleep I fell cities. Heart broken and raging – rabid and wounded – I tear concrete slab from concrete slab; peeling back the asphalt layer to get at the burning heat of the Earth, where there must be answers.
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