Here is a sampling of some images from the thing I am currently working on, a comic called "Golden Age" This is all from part 1 and I am already on part 4 but I am just getting around to scanning it all. It's new but also old considering I have been working on it for a long time. Old new. Altneu. I started working on it in the attic of the synagogue until I went haywire, scaring the very rabbi who created me. He erased the aleph from my name and I fell apart, back into the dirt and religious texts from which I was made.
Amongst the evils of a penal colony is the society of those who form it; and if the reader is worthy of better company, he will need no words from me to remind him of what he has to put up with at present. If he has a soul above the common, or if he is a man of genius, he will occasionally feel like some noble prisoner of state, condemned to work in the galleys with common criminals; and he will follow his example and try to isolate himself.
Greetings from those United States, may I present today's topic with all types of cartoon sound-effects; Gentlemen, if you will, please skip to 3:00mins
In the terma discovered by Karma Lingpa, Guru Padmasambhava introduces six different bardos. The first bardo begins when we take birth and endures as long as we live.
The second is the bardo of dreams. (self-explanatory)
The third is the bardo of concentration or meditation. ...In seeing there is love, in being seen there is abhorrence. One grins, trying to bear the pain of being seen. But not just anyone can be someone who only looks. If the one who is looked at looks back, then the person who was looking becomes the one who is looked at...
YEAH, THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE UNCANNY VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF SEX I WILL FEAR FOR EVIL: FOR THE ART WITHIN ME MY ROD MY STAFF MY COMFORT FOOD PREPAID, AND ON THE TABLE BEFORE ME, THE PRESENTS OF MINE ENEMIES TO ALLOW THIS HEAD TO BOIL; MY CUP RUNNETH OVER
ON SHORE LEAVE GOOSEFLESH AND MERCY FLOW OVER ME THE DAYS OF MY LIFE I WILL DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD FOREVER
So I am working at the 2010 Tokyo Anime Fair today through Sunday, doing English interpreting for my friends' three man animation studio. What can I say? If I knew at age 12 I would one day be working in the belly of the anime beast, the age 12 me would be elated. (feel free to skip this next section, and go directly to B) A: But this shit is not Fist of The North Star, and it is sure as hell not Akira. Shit dog, it's not even Bubblegum Crisis. From what I understand anime today is video game tie-ins like Pokemon, rehashes of old shit from almost half a century ago like Doraemon etc., some race cars and robots, but for the most part, the most popular shits is obviously shows about 12 year old girls hanging out at home and having mundane conversations. Imagine four twelve year old girls talking about shampoo in high pitched voices. Now, know that a man is masturbating to these twelve year old girls. Now grit your teeth and shake your head. I have seen animes about girls being raped by tentacles and clockwork statues of the Buddha, I have seen an anime about fighting waitresses in a no-holds barred combat tournament where they rape each other to win, etc., and somehow all that is less perverse than this. It is my theory that this anime pandering to sex and violence blunted the overall nerd capacity for sex and violence and now they are so glutted and desensitized that they can only beat off to a group of middleschoolers preparing food and taking pratfalls. Now hump a pillow shaped like a child. Yikes. Anyway: B. I was super hyped to find the DIRECTIONS display booth which had an extended trailer for ACBU's AMAZONESS (Below is the short trailer that has been around for a while, the new one isn't up yet)
This shit is too awesome. Please watch it more than once. I wish I could put up the newer one, it is longer. Also if you have hung out with me in the last 3 or so years I have shown you this, also made by ACBU, the video for ZAMAGI's "Magical Death".
The dude at the booth was kind of freaked out that I was into Zamagi. I pretended like I was down from day one but the truth is my old studio mate went to highschool with them. Then I stood around and watched the same animation about teaching kids about how to brush their teeth. This was playing at the booth across from the booth where I am working. I watched this animation on repeat for six or so hours only stopping a few times to smoke or drink something. And I am prepared to do this again, tomorrow, which also happens to be my birthday. My girlfriend is taking me out for some kind of surprise afterward. How can I explain to her that I can no longer maintain an erection unless she is a group of twelve year old girls?
I can't believe this is a product of our country. Glenn Beck is a "gee-shucks" Father Coughlin with the borrowed apoplectic paranoia of the 1990s militia movement. There is a 24hr news network working a narrative with aims to dupe Americans to vote against their own social and economic interests. The Fox narrative constantly tries to re-work the truth of our American history to serve the current right wing talking points, whether it be FDR's legacy, Vietnam, Reagan, the recent Bush administration, whatever. But why is Beck bringing up Woody Guthrie(1:38)? And comparing Woody Guthrie to Mao?
This land IS our land. I understand that Beck and his cohorts are on the payroll of companies that believe that this land is their land. But this land was made for you and me.
I love you Goodluck Johnathan. And I love you Nigeria. But more than the man himself I love the name. And more than the name I love the Johnathan in the name.
Please allow me to tell you the story of Johnathan:
Some time ago I went to Karaoke with some friends, and my friend Kei was singing a song that was either by the Blue Hearts or some other permutation of the Blue Hearts. I can't remember what the song was called. The chorus went like this: "REAL REALITY REAL REALITY" But that's not the important part of the story. The important part of the story is this: The beginning of the song, and subsequently every verse following the chorus, was simply these lyrics: "JOHNATHAN (pause) JOHNATHAN". I don't know what this means or who Johnathan is. I don't know how Johnathan is linked to the real reality in the chorus. But I know that the name Johnathan got me hyped. I am not sure why but when I was in a cramped room full of people singing the name "Johnathan" I felt like a horse being spurred. I felt like I had divided in two and watched half of me wave as he boarded a rocket. I knew words and I knew they didn't mean anything anymore. The word "Johnathan" became tremendously funny to me. I say "word" and not "name" because the name is not funny. Just the word. This is an important distinction. I have friends named Johnathan and I am in no way laughing at them or their name. It is a good name and apparently it means "given by god" (YHWH(shortened) plus NTN). The funny part of Johnathan is in Johnathan being sung. The funny part of Johnathan is perhaps the real reality. The magic of Johnathan is "Johnathan". I shared the power of Johnathan with a friend who also found Johnathan hilarious. We would make callbacks to Johnathan. Johnathan was constantly referenced. But somewhere Johnathan stopped being funny. And if not funny, it lost its magic. My friend was introducing himself as Johnathan at parties. People were saying Johnathan too much. He ruined it. Or I did. Anyway, it got driven into the ground. But the power of Johnathan has come back into my life. Johnathan is magic again. And this is from listening to NPR's "All Things Considered". They told me all about Goodluck Johnathan. When I heard this name I knew. I love you Goodluck Johnathan.
