so, what do you want?

You want to have a travel-through-time-and-space-and-become-a-more-warm-inside-person experience?

Watch Doctor Who.

Want to have a metaphysical yet loveful and human-consciousness-and-behavor-perceiving experience?

You read Murakami.

You want to have a completely blank experience or possibly just come out even worse than you started off?

Hug me.

a mad man with a box

“People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect,” says the 10th Doctor (Tennant) in a 2007 episode. “But actually, from a nonlinear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey … stuff.”

My all time favorite actor isn’t in any of this videos. But if you do decide to watch an entire episode or the whole series, then it’s likely that you’ll get to meet him. But for now…

I would advise PAUSE THIS sometime between the middle and the end. This does look like some cheesy trailer.

then this is important and beautiful. because she, a friend, partner, companion, had forgotten him. but she knew, deep inside, how to bring the memories back.

Then there’s the soundtrack (not now) [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CYDgezeQas%5D [moog cover: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dV4yHbese8w%5D

And former actor Eccleston’s personal enjoyment and perceiving on the show:

“… at the heart of the series is a great innocence and decency and purity. I believe wholeheartedly in some of the lessons that you learn from the Doctor, about acceptance and greeting strange things with a sense of wonder, rather than fear and aggression. There is, at the heart of it, a celebration of difference. In the end, the Doctor has to deal with the Slitheen and the Gelth, but initially he gives them the benefit of the doubt. I like that. In cynical times, it’s a good, positive thing to make television about.”

Oh but please, imagine a perfect actor playing depressed lonely Vincent Van Gogh troughout an episode and then just watch this and forget all of the rest. And remember: this is Van Gogh. He just doesn’t know everyone and all the world knows it yet.

deep thoughts

Everytime I see some weird looking pattern that could be an unknown language, or any written language unknown to me, I think “This could plain well be some message from the Devil himself”

And then I think that the message would be something like

“I hope you had a great summer! Don’t forget to change the kitty’s water. Hugs & Kisses!”

unreleased track: “Fell in Love in Jonestown”

Fell in love in Jonestown
Her hair was dark red
her eyes were brown

I fell in love in Jonestown
Wanna go talk to her
But I just don’t know how

But crops grow
crops grow tall
and love grows
wide

Harvest, harvest
work for the all and
all works for all

Love grows, love grows
Love grows forever
in Jonestown

Now I’m off to her shed
Oh, we are to be wed!
No more wander alone
No more playing pretend
This is the day love comes
And I’m gonna get laid

The drink is bitter, but
sweet is our love
I cannot breath or move
Who got me laid?

Love lies forever
in Jonestown

fading

I am data
waiting to be lost
Remainders of me
in others’ memories
will fade away
Like “footprints on the beach
— and the tide is coming in.”

* this last bit is from a Doctor Who episode (2005 series), “Silence in the Library”.

“A pause to prose and pause”

And so it comes that the poet can no longer bear to verse to punctuate to divide to paragraph rhythms allegories neither embellish.

Prose becomes necessary, also the pause that follows — to think because all that was written, though still true, was badly or mildly felt.

                But he feels.

—-/ /—-

“A building gets torched. All that’s left is ashes. I used to think everything was true about everything. But now I know…” (James O’Barr)

“Have you seen above?”

Oh! Have I seen land!
            I’ve seen land, safe coasts
            and green and
            swimming waters

Throughout every sea
          I’ve sailed or un-
          shipped to…

Yet I have not seen ocean
    in its almight
Pressure too much
    The feel too much to enlight

(but frightful as it is
therein spreads life!)

– – –

“Three little syringes in a pile of blood and epoxy resin — and a note-to-self”

No more analogies, metaphors, figurations, interpretations or comparative analysis and all else involving oceans from a self-taught with no teaching skills who can’t even swim.

There are other means to stop the brain

Climb up a mountain. More pressure, less air. Lower the oxygen going to the brain. Dumb one self. It’s kind of like sniffing glue, except that you come back with scratches all over and built up musculature.

“Despite it all”

Life has being a ever
growing puzzle of
beautiful pieces
each itself another puzzle.

It has presented itself to me
as fractals of Beauty and Tenderness
Yet I wait and long for its end since childhood.

“Deep Deep Down: a graphic novel by Thiva F.S.

I’m so wonderfully dazzled by Thiva‘s sensibility in “Deep Deep Down”! There is so much to read into the text — the fitting in situation, which is a very complex dillema not only of modern times, since it has striked many individuals throughout ages. As I started reading, I couldn’t help but thinking that some metaphor was ahead of me, and the underground scenarium, not to mention “the powers that be” behind human relations and how the individual cope with being a misfit. ‘though I don’t know the author well enough to tell of him intimately, much less what goes from his inside to the text, the association of the “deep down” and the “underground”, as in the social and artistic scenarium that we may call a local or worldwide scene.

There’s a song by Ben Folds Five about not fitting in and finding happiness in the underground. I did meet the author in our little underground, and years passed ’til we finally exchanged our printed arts. Anyway, I’m glad I had the chance to read “Deep Deep Down” and I strongly recommend others to do the same, not only for the beautiful writing I mentioned, but for the visuals, which I may have not said much about but only because I’m a writer myself and not very skilled in the illustration field.

Thivá Fróes is an illustrator and musician from Porto Alegre,RS (Brazil) currently residing in Richmond, VA (U.S. of A.).

cover and panels from thiva's "deep deep down"

from Doctor Who (2005)

“So that’s the trap, the great test, the final judgement, I dunno. But if I kill you, I kill her. But that implies, in this big grand scheme of gods and devils, that she’s just a victim. Well, I’ve seen a lot of this universe. I’ve seen fake gods and bad gods and demi-gods and would-be gods. I’ve had the whole pantheon. But if I believe in one thing… just one thing… I believe in her!”