Difference between revisions of "That book of your's"
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* [http://www.factory4.org/members/TrollE/thatbook/armedwithdreams.html Online text version of "that book of your's"] | * [http://www.factory4.org/members/TrollE/thatbook/armedwithdreams.html Online text version of "that book of your's"] | ||
| − | *[http://www.archive.org/details/TrollE_-_that_book_of_yours Audio content from the "that book of | + | *[http://www.archive.org/details/TrollE_-_that_book_of_yours Audio content from the "that book of your's" project] |
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Revision as of 20:48, 21 March 2009
that book of your's is the seventh zine written by TrollE. It is a printed zine and an audio cd of the author singing lo-fi renditions of 6 poems from the zine with ambient interludes between to match the mood and atmosphere of the zine.
The zine is about wild and unknown space and story telling and myth making ("mytholurgy" as the author describes it) as a tool for creating social change.
Excerpt from that book of your's
way past the Out, and on into the darkness. we will keep pushing the bounds and exploring the smaller towns, looking for the gateways and busted thresholds into the New Place (i hear it's huge). we love/is the Losts, and treasure every minute of geographically induced confusion. and do remember that that corner you cornered is not same corner you cornered three days ago... you can never go home again. but back on the twisty windy stream to which we abide. our wonder will not die. our awe still fills us entirely. we are explorers of worlds. we are infininauts, astroventurers reaching out with nubby lil' fingers on quivering hands, stronglike, and seeking out the distances with passionate desires exploding out of our every inspired act. in lusty wanderings we leak a bloody trail of pheromones, feral moans, and epic poetix scratched in the wet concrete.
our most fantastic dreams are not yet achieved, but wait, what is this? a whisper of a lie about a legend concerning a tale about a possible truth? seems like something we should look into!! these secrets, underground news updates from the Faraway and Long Forgotten, are the propellant, and arson is the actualization of every midnight wish wished upon them bright untouchable stars (second star from the right i hear tell...). this is what a breakthrough looks like!!
o Losts, smile with me on this one, cause you know that i know that we're in this one together tonight.
mystic exploriors and travellin' poet warriors, maybe even some of them scientists (only the theoretical metaphysics/mathematician types who are always discouraged and denied by their "colleagues"), we are the new folk heros. gone Away and longing, wandering, searching, for the Other Side, and it will be ours... but quick now, the sun's coming up.
