By baruk on October 30, 2012
contsructivate, won’t you? celebratronic with muchness. for the sun, the sun she is outside of her hiding and the rain is dancing with an elsewhere and later there will be a coming backtion, and more celebratonic but for now it is the sun, the sun, it is she.
By baruk on October 5, 2012
near kochi in kerala is a place called tripunithura. not far from the town is a palace on a hill. on that hill is a park, and in that park is a large pink(?) dinosaur that looks like a t-rex. babu chetan took me there. this is a picture of the middle toe on its […]
By baruk on August 30, 2012
row, row, row your boat gently down the stream throw your teacher overboard and listen to him scream — Lightfoot, C. (1997). The Culture of Adolescent Risk-Taking Culture and Human Development. New York: Guilford Press. p. 78.
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By baruk on May 14, 2011
doors open. and shut. and slam. and are locked. and are broken down. and open. walls just stand there, fixed and stern, like charity. and windows sometimes offer more hope than fulfilment. but doors, they open.
By baruk on May 10, 2011
There’s something inherently beautiful about rust. It is a vivid reminder that nothing we make will last forever – not our great machines nor our many fences. It may take a million years, but in the end, green leaves and sea water take it all back. We will all die, and others will stand where […]
By baruk on May 6, 2011
Long long ago, and far far away, there was a mountain. At the foot of the mountain (sorta near the big toe) there was a stream. It was a long and winding stream, and was very famous in certain circles. By the side of the stream, just after a very bendy bend, was a rather […]
By baruk on April 8, 2011
in both my silly little perfect world and my perfect little silly world, we would mend more and throw away less. repair more and discard less. restore more and forsake less. and so on.