A Daily “Fuck” Gazette sidekick….


Everyone in my family is studying for a course or courses today. Papa and two sons. I had to keep myself busy and not talk and keep my mind off more depressing and sorrowful subjects splashed on the news.. So, I did a recycling bottle project with label art.

We have lots of tea bottles. So I made up a label. I used Avery on-line for layout design. Which is free. So right now my little project is sitting out in the sun.

Have a nice day… we are waiting for some sun tea with a pomegranate side kick in flavor.

Now to go on to my studies. Why a little fucking county like Syria is getting geopolitical ripped apart. Weapons and training from the U.S., loans form Russia and financial support from Iran. Turkey is determined to go after the YPG militia who is trained by the U.S in Syria to go after ISIS….. and this does not speak of the 4 aircraft downed. A Russian Jet, a Turkey helicopter, Israeli F-16 and a Iranian Drone (from Syria)  shot down by Israel.

I keep thinking to way back in history when the cradle of civilization seemed a sacred place. Oil was lit and used as a source of light in beautiful colored lamps in reverence to their goddesses with very big every-things!!!


Third Winter Wonderland Poem


An event to read and talk
I got lost 
I woke up encrusted with "how could Is?"

Lost I found myself fishing my dream
finishing my dream in waking time
awake with a cup of coffee 
kitty on my lap.

The large ten inch long lizard
3 inch width creature
still reminds me that
it might still be at my front door.

It's encrusted skin of scales
as it pushed against the rosemary bush
and the lights in the night sky
after the crescent moon set.

Winter is cold
family wants to sleep
more food and coffee
studies, words and protesting.


 

 

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knowing life

Youngest son is turning 18 this year. I turn my back pages and remember. Sitting below my parent’s house. On a cement ditch. My friends and I were surrounded by trees and weeds and the smoke from the same. We were turning 18. It seemed so old. So very very ancient. Our youth was dim memories.  Now I look at youngest son and think how young his age is. So very very young. A flip-flop in perspective. Funny how a song grasps a feeling over time and generations. It’s been with me most of my life. This song still holds the magic of knowing life.



 

highlights

At a corner in our living room ever year, at a certain time of the year, the hanging crystal outside our window highlights a rainbow bridge thorough my Chiron Stencil.  As you can see I tried to capture this in the image above.

In mythology Chiron is known as the rainbow bridge between Saturn and Uranus. His silent lecture to me today is to notice him.  As in the days of old and maybe still to this day. Churches were built aligned with the sun. And certain times of the year different images, symbols and icons were purposefully infused with light. This causes a silent lecture as well. Some happen naturally and some are designed that way. Both inspire a type of continuity of ritual. The mystery of symbols, nature and myth. This is my magical religiosity.



 

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Taking the back door into UCLA or remember sneaking in the bathroom window to get into shows for free?

I did not know that this two-day event was the first of it’s kind at UCLA. Yet I naturally follow Joe Strummer’s advice, which is to move naively into things. I think of this as letting the essence or spirit of an event unfold as it may. This is how I fell into punk rock. The right place at the right time. It was synchronicity and all that unconscious revealing by focus and experience.  For me, as others, it was the first note of a song. The guitar riff or bass depth and drums ripping though my spine. It made me wake up!

I wanted to attend the full event but didn’t because of my bad back and family responsibilities. I attended the full event on Saturday. I made as many of the sessions as I was able to. Each session inspired me to see from a different perspective. Some of the panelists are very academic. Their blending punk with thesis was a challenging reality for most of them. Also, the need to archive punk, in general, was something that challenged all of them. I have questioned this one myself. I was hoping that by being here that some of my questions might be answered. Their augments are satisfactory. Over time, I will consider all of them.

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Session 2B ”Punk Epistemologies, 9:30 to 10:30 AM was my first session to focus my mind on.  I listened actively to Sarah Gelbard speak about punk as being “neutralized,” or “ask a punk,” and “ask a punk academia.”  She is a PhD candidate. She defines herself as a punk planner and architect. A punkarchitect! She said the Academy, conformity to institutions or university, does reject her feminist and or punk attitude. The title of her presentation, “Ask a punk: from informality to anti-formality and anti-authority and when to say fuck.”  I felt an irritatingly shy stirring in her that filled the room. I have not felt that feeling for some time. Her integrity and honesty moved me. She mentioned story telling may be a type of approach to her chosen field of study.

Robert Haworth was next, and his theme was on” radical learning spaces.” As an educator and practicing anarchist he shared some biographical stories about his punk rock experience. A theme that ran throughout his talk seemed to focus on building character. How society and educational (Academy) focuses a type of expendable economic character that forms our children. He mentioned a good book to study by Emma Goldman, “The Child and its Enemies.”

Session 5B: Punk Political Economies presented three panelists. What came forth here is that “We should consider continuing to support the cracks.” I enjoyed Kathryn Heffner speaking about women fanzine publishers of science fiction writing. Briefly I can say that I learned about the history of fanzines. She talked about the community formed by fanzines and how they communicated. It is about women and resistance. My heart about jumped out of my chest. She defined so many elements of what a fanzine is all about. It is about community, friends, and a subject.  The punk scene is about friends and the continuity of friendships over time. I did not hear much about this at this conference!  Kathryn did tell a short story about a sister zinester who misspelled a word and made a whole movement out of it. I about jumped up and screamed hallelujah. The point being that with fanzines the information is current and was often printed up quickly to spread like a good wild-fire of communication. I knew this to be true.  Her talk gave meaning to my community. We need to keep writing and self-publishing.

The final Session 21B. Decay, Ruins, Dystopias was very enjoyable and academic. S. Mark Gubb: “God So Loves Decay,” is an unusual perspective on achieving punk material. He is a PhD candidate. Simply put he had a friend read lyrics as punk poetry, UK Decay, in front of beautiful architecture in London (England… there abouts?). This is presented as performance art. My insight into what he said is that the archiving of punk repertories can inspire others to be creative. Taking archived material and recycling its essence to a new generation to use creatively.

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The Lyrics of UK Decay, Performed by Russ Crimewave

Michelle Gonzales presentation made a strong comparison between George Orwell and Joe Strummer. Her brief history of punk, music and films as influencing a generation of punks is a bit superficial to me. Yet her argument was sound and interesting. I noticed how she compared their lives and their life long intentions. As she suggested, I am going to Goggle the best of Utopian literature and do some reading. An honest look and what can move someone! A book and or a song.

Overall, I did not include everything from this punk academy conference. Yet in general I had a great time. My impression is that archiving punk is a very sound perspective and a reality for some such as Slash Magazine and Maximum Rocknroll. I am not sure If I am ready yet to turn over my stuff. (as a friend said to me, “Take it out of the dusty garage” or something like that ) Time will tell.

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Mixing the Academy and lived PUNK culture is a concept like a giant punk rocket filled bulging with repertories of sight and sound. A giant punk rocket to the future that explodes into the sky like a fucking loud scream to a new world of fireballs and resistance…. women indulgently included!



 

In moonlight
Danced through the night
Dancing in the white light
Freedom from conditioned trance
So stand so grand in decadence

And the white light
Danced through your stomach
Pulls tight
Tight pulls the chords of your empty heart

In decadence
The dance of decadence
Defiant stance - a new decade
Of decadence
Realise your personal destiny
Fighting the fat and prosperous
Brood of mediocrity
Once safe in its prosperity
Now burns
In decadence
The dance of decadence
The cry of truth - a state of mind -
Call it youth

Take up your part in the play
Decapitate the day
White eyed - hatchets high - luddite like
In decadence
Decadancing - you can be your own king
You can be your own king
In the dance of decadence
Deca-deca-deca-decadance

Vesta Image

I have enrolled a new image for The Seminary of Praying Mantis. She is Vesta.

“In her role as sister. Vesta represents the principle of focus and commitment. She functions as autonomous self-identity transforming creative energies into purifying and integrating personal circuitry.” ~ Demetra George & Douglas Bloch

there in your hands

“There is a profile of the Aquarian Shadow….” ~ Steven Forest astrology

I mention the word doppelgänger often in my social media repetition. As a world, nation, or person ~all have a shadow. That is the doppelgänger. Sometimes it manifests in politics. As it is now in my country, the United States of America. If one studies the ancient science / art of astrology one sees this too. In general, it is a part of us and we must deal with it! We are human and have an ego. Fear is a natural  aspect to the unknown.  When I study Adolf Hitler I fear fascism.  When this spills over into my own country I become fearful of this happening again. Fascism always begins with ignorance, religious conservatism and a large population that does not care. Indifference or the lack of love is the problem. Fascism is a fast burning fire and never sustains itself long. It is terrible what it can do in the process of its consuming hate.

Therefore, I am sharing one of my favorite posts today again called Pluto Love. Last night while I was dreaming I was on my bed under the covers playing a cheap electric piano. I played the song Over the Rainbow. In sounded like a church organ. It played perfectly as I moved my hands. Then sounds came forth and the lyrics. I do not know the song by heart but in my dream, I did.

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The song is a beautiful one and speaks of high ideals and high hopes. Yet we know the full story of the Wizard of Oz, “There is no place like home!”  Home is where the heart is.

February is the month of love and the heart. It is a projected holiday about personal love as well as universal love; subjective love as well as objective love; individual love as well as collective love.

I am going to profuse love in my life.

As evil death (doppelgänger) in my post Pluto Love said,

“I cannot hurt you with that cat.”

“You all run in fear and hate”

“Yet there in your hands is your love”

“I cannot touch you or harm you with love.”


Pluto Love

https://hudleyflipside.com/2017/04/18/pluto-love/


https://www.forrestastrology.com/blogs/astrology


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heart

Live Fast Die Young Happy Happy Mr. John Joseph Lydon

It seems strange now but at 21 I thought life would not go on much longer. We were wild nonconformists ready to take on the status quo. Here we are years later.  Some of us are still creatively pulling strong and talking about our wilder days.

Na, Na, Na, Na, Nooooooo ! !

August 1981: In this interview it was very exciting to talk to a co rebel, music wise. When we did this interview the Flipside crew included Pooch, Al, and myself. Mr. Lydon would see only one for the interview. Al got it. The interview went on for some time. Pooch and I got tiered of waiting in the car. It was a hot summer day in Hollywood. I went in the hotel lobby and walked into the pool area where the interview was taking place They were sitting under a large pool side umbrella. Mr. Lydon saw me. He frowned. I told Al I was sick of waiting!  Pooch and I were thirsty and hungry. Mr. Lydon said,

“Oh, that is just an excuse to see me!”

The interview ended. He walked away. I guess he was 50 percent correct. Jerk!



This post is in celebration of Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine’s 10-year Anniversary Issue 1977 to 1987. which I will be presenting at Curating Resistance: Punk as Archival Method February 9 – 10, 2018 University of California, Los Angeles.

https://cmh.schoolofmusic.ucla.edu/punk-conference-2018


A Daily “Fuck” Gazette , theater of the trumpsurd

Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power. ~Abraham Lincoln

The Dump, paul ramen nooodle and Mr. Dence


The United States, the State of the Union Address… some don’t care and some are  going to boycott the event. Others will watch like us at FLOPSIDE Comics. The theater of the trumpsurd!!! So Mr. Shit came up with this in his sleep. We listened as he snored and talked in his sleep. Mr. Shit said…

“The State of the Union Address… the Address… a dress.”

We listened.

“The dress… the dump is a dildo… Trump.”

Mr. Shit gave us a cleaver idea while he was deep in his sleep and talking in his sleep!  He is an elder punk with dementia. Mr. Garbage listens closely to his wisdom and said it clearly to Mr. Fuck,

“A dildo and a dress…”

We smiled and then went to have a round of coffee. Today we will put on our best party dresses and listen to the addressees….

No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar. ~Abraham Lincoln

Party dresses

Mr. Dang, Bloody Elbows, Mr. Crap, Hudley, Pee Wee Gutter, Mr. Fuck and Mr. Garbage…..Mr. Shit declined to participate in our Flopside Crew Party dress party… old fart.


 

 

female asteroids fun !!

At home I like to have projects to do. Husband got me a new book called Asteroid Goddesses by Demetra George & Douglas Bloch.  It is a networking book that ties up so many years of study. Astronomy, astrology, spirituality, mythology and psychology. A remarkable book. It reads well. I like to engage in mythology, so I did up a little water-color fun with four of the main players heavenwards. What a fun project !! Some female asteroids that have a powerful punch to the human psyche. We need it.


Ceres


Pallas Athene


Vesta


Juno