Me April 2020. First thing I made ever (while bored and cold - couldn’t go inside while dogs had vet appt)
Since Gary wrote it saying it’s a sci fi story that came to him and it’s freaking dark well…makes sense that those of us with OG streaks (original goths thank you) feel drawn to this song. Just crazy that it was recorded 44+ years ago.
Some artists may be great and cool but no one is as cool as Gary Numan being a dad cool.
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I bought my apartment in 2003. I never imagined I wouldn’t want to keep it or that NYC wouldn’t always be the greatest city in the world.
It’s over. I don’t know if we can ever recover from what we allowed happen.
Those in power aren’t the only ones to blame.
I use to say “thank god we didn’t have social media during 9/11.”
I also think thank god even having email wasn’t a guarantee. Or cell phones. Or all this “connectivity.”
A virus was spread throughout the city. But it wasn’t a corona virus.
The bigotry toward trump voters normalized by what was left of our decimated elite, the room left by our dead let the déclassé class create and hold onto power for its own.
Like gentle lips brushing across an eyelid.
Quick licks that smell like lavender.
Subtle strokes in that soft spot where the neck comes to rest.
A teasing taste of delight, of dance, of
perfection in contact.
The months to come stand like soldiers before the lusty red coals
that will bring warmth, sex-filled flesh, fantasy formed figures
reeling in the hot
hot
days that lend themselves to delight.
Lend their guiding touch toward freedom.
Lend their dawn, their noon, their setting to fulfilled longing.
To nature covered days, mud covered nights
Welcome. Great and noble Covidians. Its reminded that our faith must not be tempted by the sullying threat of mockery or by the scourge that is humor, blasphemy or questioning of The Doctrine. A’rona!
(A’rona with you)
Believers. We do not gather today to renew our commitment and allegiance as Covidians.
Ya think painters with a grudge are bad? Now imagine someone like him with a talent for language instead of landscapes.
“COMBAT LIBERALISM
September 7, 1937 - MAO
We stand for active ideological struggle because it is the weapon for ensuring unity within the Party and the revolutionary organizations in the interest of our fight. Every Communist and revolutionary should take up this weapon.
“These words are so poignant because they aim right at the pathetic platitudes our culture has come to embody on a increasingly hopeless level. Losing a child cannot be fixed. Being diagnosed with a debilitating illness cannot be fixed. Facing the betrayal of your closest
confidante cannot be fixed.
They can only be carried.
I hate to break it to you, but although devastation can lead to growth, it often doesn’t. The reality is that it often destroys lives. And the real calamity is that this happens precisely because
we’ve replaced grieving with advice. With platitudes. With our absence.”