Tuesday, May 17, 2005

sketchpoem, gratitude, and pop culture rant

provelopment, ina word
intelligence transducers ergonomically curved
canvas user interface, sonic leaps chirp
programs move per innerspace, reacting to grace
dijilog fusion enables gradiations of thinner grades
almost to the point when linearity disintegrates
a 3d landscape, polygonal simple nature
macromediums manipulated motivating spur
of the moment transformations occur
mindbrush strokes bleed into eachother
lines of development overlap blur
dijilog provelopment next chapter...

Jaiku 1.1

-thank you note

to my pretend God.
Thank you for always being there when the real God was busy with all the other whiners.

to the real God.
You look familiar. (I know). But seriously... I'm grateful eternal for the eternal great fullness of our infinite personal relationship. The emptiness you have blessed us with in which to blossom and grow closer to you and yet tragically refine into finitude. It's pure art creating Art, or the other way around..., either way I humbly bow in attempts to honor the creative gifts I've been given. I freely give these ideas to the web, a tool of both good and evil, to continue the eb and flow of this spirit of progress.

something show zen... mtv's answer to hbo's post-apocalection only this time, with, you guessed it. Satire. Oh, and not just you're average every Simpson's episode satire. No. We're talking total edge pushing slaps in the face til it hursts your sense of humor, not your feelings anymore. I don't know whether to laugh or go join a Michigan militia sometimes with these guys, I mean, c'mon. You gotta love this stuff. KIDS doing to grown ups on a very small scale what the brainwashing, toy-buying psychoactivated ADDist propaganda we are hurling their way does to them, but more directly. The MTV generations deserve it but they're killing themselves. It's not Music anymore, but it is still on a mission to the moon, reflecting more and more of the darker sides of humainty in attempts to continue the corner it has in that market. Good business, questionable ethics. I definitely think it's their most cathartic art yet and the relevance of the subject matter is refreshingly maccabre. However, borderline psychotic could be another way of looking at it. I feel a slight disintegrating shard fest of politically conscious revolt with not so much real positive resolve or spin of alternative thought. It's kind of like a clockwork orange-effect. But where's the Ludwig Van?! FUCKING FAKE ASS "MUSIC" hellavision. WACK WACK WACK real musicmedia broadcasting needs to emerge and drown this sludge out. live music from all over the world, all the time, anytime, anywhere, with video or without, no commercials, with mixed media shows and public service announcements set to music, open submission but quality controlled by elected committee. These officials will be our representives in media culture. It's their job. where are they? We are them. MTV is wack. Should we save it or shit all over it? I dunno. MTV and Hollywood are like those fine hoes you want to fuck but that's it. I'm still thirsty for more Earth Goddess booty in the streamwaves. Where's independant music's IFC channel? Someone's asleep at the wheel again. Get me a comcast contract with a budget, I'll give you dumbcrusher plus. Media warriors covering the frontlines of underground culture uprisings, the definitive juxtaposition to deafening jams of lies and greed. Rick, Russ, and Reality should help me start that shit over, for real. The children need Mr. Rasta's Neighborhood. The digital music revolution needs a new avenue to erupt and disperse the world's talent back into itself. hmmm... Cable/broadband stream Access on a global scale. Could it work? Isn't it more like a human right? Don't the masses deserve access to informational distribution being capitalized on so thoroughly by the big corporations? word. Independentegral.
dijilog out (copyright 2005 dijilog provelopment)
peace

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