The Neon Zee

penis shoes

hope they're light up...

Poem by Rivers Mann McKenzie

"The cat is a lonely hunter"

 Walking: and not to your house,

I smelled what smelled like somebody's dinner

And was hungry.

 

Passing: this time, right by your house,

My feet went out for an instant

And corrected me.

 

I had somewhere to go and

Going: I slipped on something (I couldn't see)

And had to turn back

 

Knocking your door looking for help screaming my lungs finally your cat answered invited me in we sat down, on my lap, drank water, spoke at some length, and talked mostly about you.

 

ARTICLE FROM DELIRIOUS HEM

"The letter O is an interesting letter. it contains a vortex. Women have a lot of Os. Some of these Os come from us, and some Os happen to other people because of us. If we are wise we will love our Os because they mean that we are here on this earth in a body and we are alive.

There are innumerable Os, as many Os as there are women.

When Oprah put her skinny, tall poet models in ugly, repressive clothes they did not own from Dress Barn, with letters floating around them but not touching them, she forgot that fashion is really about being naked. The letters in the Oprah spread were repelled by the women poets’ Os, when really the letters should have been crawling all over them because they couldn’t help but be lured like insatiable lovers to the O.

This doesn’t mean we are not scared of the O. Obviously Oprah, or her editors, were scared of the O. The O is death.

Alexander McQueen said: “I want people to be afraid of the woman I dress.”

Fashion is terror. When women in certain places in the Middle East paint their toenails they are terrors with their tOes. When men lift their burquas and see the women’s gunmetal gray tOes both the men and the women say O.

The men in the Middle East know the power the O holds. That is why these women’s bodies are shrouded in fabric that is not fashion but its opposite, shame. There are ways to bring burquas to the O, though. Cut them short, douse them in glitter, attach razor blades to the eye mask, write CUNT across the back in lipstick like Squid from the Lunachicks, cut Os in the chest so tits spill out like money. Do what these hot girls did on the streets of Paris. These girls got the O and took it for a strut.

Fabric is fabric on a mannequin. Fabric isn’t fashion until it finds, until it fucks, the O.

Roland Barthes believed the text came before fashion. He said: “It is not the object but the name that creates desire; it is not the dream but the meaning that sells.” If it is the name that sells, for the name to ever be fashion it must first fuck the O. The O is the site of fashion’s conception. The O is the plus sign in this equation, a positive pregnancy test.

Fashion is not a dream but a thing you touch with your hands and your sex and your text and your tongue. It is physical, but unlike fabric, it is not something you can buy or sell.

Fashion, like architecture, is the body.

After the war, a rose on a corpse.

is desire.

So is poetry."

-Kate Durbin

the outfit posted below is my new favorite outfit. love these leather shorts wayyyyy too much!!!

favorite thing, second favorite thing

2. Her favorite thing is cats that bat at your hand but really they’re just batting at the air. “It’s sweet the way it seems they’re always grabbing at something they can’t quite touch,” she says. He says his favorite thing is the bearksin rug, which he is dusting with a feather duster. He says his second favorite thing is unexpected eyecontact. “It’s glorious when you realize you have sexual tension with everyone you meet,” he says. She hasn’t seen the moon in days. She can’t stay awake for it anymore. “My least favorite thing is gin,” she says. “My second least favorite is conversation. My third least favorite is wrinkles.” He falls asleep on the rug, and she goes looking for the moon.

-Amanda Montei

 

 

alpha-BET

found this while putting together a handout discussing Judaism's modern position on Evolution:

As for the scientific specifics of creation, Judaism understands that all the details are not revealed for us to understand. As the Talmud explains: Why does the Torah begin with the letter "bet?" To tell you that just as a "bet" is closed on three sides and open only in a forward direction, so too there are many things which occurred prior to the Torah's account which we cannot understand. And what is the only letter which precedes a "bet?" It is "aleph," the first letter of the alpha-bet, with the numerical value of one." (see Talmud Yerushalmi - Chagiga 2:1, and commentaries)

  

sighhh

ok ok ok AFTER 4 YEARS i can finally admit...i like Blues and Shoes better than Llamapalooza and better than basically any CC event all year. who'da thunk it???

 

if you told me 4 years ago that even thinking about the wagon wheel song would make me tear up ....i would've given you some major bitch face. 

i guess this picture makes CC look diverse. 

to clear things up, it isn't. 

(but the general relaxation and happiness and beauty is pretty accurate portraiture.)

YOU KNOW WHATS A TERRIBLE IDEA???? 

having a barbecue outside of a science building. the mixture of formaldehyde and pickled flesh and raw hamburger and charcoal and mustard is FUCKING REVOLTING. 

 

REVOLTING.

outfit post to keep it personal

part MOM'S SWEATER FROM THE 90S when she was a soccer mom- PART ETHNIC TOURIST- part motowhore ....PART DOPE FACE

 

and the next outfit.... 

madam butterfly+ uncomfortable pose= fashion blogger 

FELIZ CINCO DE MAYO!! dementedly happy today... because im in my first science class of college ever (besides astronomy which DOES NOT COUNT) and i think i did well on my midterm!!!! not only does this mean im graduating...but also it means im can do other things besides spew semantics and write bad poetry.

ATGC MOTHERFUCKER!!

(that thing in my hair is a black flower and a crane...but i couldn't figure out the right angle to show it.) 

blogalug blogalug....

happy cinco de mayo! (even though its not a real holiday, really. but its hallmark holiday and therefore a college holiday. and i only have 1 1/2 weeks left of college. EVER.)

!!!

it comes to mind...

Probably the most interesting thing I've learned in INTRO TO EVOLUTION 101 so far is that human beings were not "designed" (or evolved) (or whatever) to SIT whilst shitting. In the west, the gastronal hernia percentage has gone up astronomically, apparently. (Although I have no idea how they measure this.)

so the West's GOD OF PORCELAIN is actually a death trap that  causes hernias...worsens constipation and often causes it.

 

CONCLUSION: squating is superior and NATURAL. and all that time I spent bitching about Asia's hole-y  relief system....was actually time spent bewailing my natural evolutionary inclinations.

 

put that in your pipe and smoke it.

(rumination dedicated to Kieffer Katz)

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OTHER THOUGHTS ON MY MIND:

-yearly annoyance with the Genocide Flag situation on Worner quad: WHERE ARE THE FLAGS REPRESENTING THE RAPE OF NANJING?????? ESTIMATED 8 MILLION DEAD IN 3 MONTHS- AND 12 MILLION IN ENTIRE YEAR SUBSEQUENT TO JAPANESE INVASION.

-NOBODY WANTS TO TALK ABOUT THE OPRESSION OF THE CHINESE (that went on for nearly 2 centuries prior to the Cultural Revolution) and nobody wants to talk about Nanjing! it really pisses me off! LIBERAL ARTS COLLEGE STUDENTS WANT TO LEARN CHINESE TO REAP THE BENEFITS OF THE GROWINGLY CHINESE-CENTRIC GLOBAL ECONOMY, BUT NOBODY WANTS TO LEARN ABOUT AND DISCUSS THE HORRORS OF HISTORY.

not to mention the continued horrors inflicted by the Chinese government upon their people (political prisoners, families of political prisoners made to PAY for the bullets used to shoot their incarcerated relatives, ORGAN HARVESTING of political prisoners...etc) and of the Chinese government on the weak (where economic gain is possible.)

 

i mean. SERIOUSLY.