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Hey you remember that fool Jolina? Jolina was a coffee freak, instant karma, interested in slowing digestion. Jolina was always moving always jumping, pushed deep into the more philosophical essence of the stagnation of identity based politics in the 1980s. Jolina was self-reflective but just too active to see other's painful inside world. When Jolina ran away and joined the fire department, it was a foregone pulse of idea that it would be different. Everything did flip different when Jolina inverted back into this world. Back on pavement Jolina pounded down in 100 degree summer of 1988, teeth chattering, nails worn down. When Jolina unfolded, a codex unfolded--simple topography of the LA fool.. organs, bones, teeth, foaming pink blood. You remember Jolina?
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Clariobaldo came to me and said, "oh that I were insane, always...I will never rest! Can you not make me truly insane? I will never rest till I am so. Oh, that in the bosom of god I was hid. Your retain health Mr. Lorenzo, and yet are as mad as any of us all, over us all... mad as a refuge from unbelief... from Bacon, Newton and Locke." The Tramp came to me and said, "we got a new house with new things and now the new things are requiring that we get new tools to fix them when they break. These new tools have no tangible purpose, they slip out of my hands like ghosts. My old yucca broom doesn't work anymore on screen-printed tile floors and my old soaproot brush doesn't work on my new hair. If floating lights are mysterious, then I don't know what to make of patches of fleeting shadows. |
Manifesto Concerning East Los Angeles Balloon Tours, a long defunct public transportation system for the city of East Los Angeles. Derailed in the 1930's, relics of the corporation (photos, zeppelin manuals, ledgers) occasionally show up at estate sales |
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NOW: Eufencio J. Rojas: Compendium of Industrial Vision
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