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“I have been a boy for a very long time and it is already unbearably painful for me!”

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robinatemycookie, 18
Im just a horny 16 yo cum texan dumpster pls gangbang me and i will gladly eat your shit and drink your piss

I was raped when i was younger many times never used to talk about it but i do now

I have a very very high sex drive and porntarded brain and need to be fucked multiple times a day just to stay sane

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good4you – Apr 26, 2025
The best ass in this fucking world Hail Satan

whoisalexander – Apr 20, 2025
He smoked my blunt then served me his cunt.

robinatemycookie (Owner) – Apr 16, 2025
I’m glad to see you here, dad. I love you.

Anonymous – Apr 16, 2025
I have been fucking him for years and years and years brutally, violently, forcefully, aggressively, and hardcore every time i swear to god.

robinatemycookie (Owner) – Apr 13, 2025
Few things are better than having a plastic bag pulled over my head and sealed on, knowing I’m on borrowed time as the plastic starts sticking to my face. Throw some poppers in the bag before hand to get me willing as fuck.



 

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ThisIsAbe, 22
Looking to be taught a serious lesson for being Anorexic.
Maybe a harsh laying down for my starving more than a day HARD punching and drilling till a purple bruised body knock some sense into me to eat more and be healthier.
Msg me, cause I’m a very skinny pale white boy pretty much ribs and hips poking out as well as my boney noodle arms and my collar bones and my belly caves in soo deep.
Being tied up naked laying down, being called words like: anorexic bitch boy, slutty skeleton , why are you soo skinny?, I’m gonna destroy your body.
I own a custom made power drill, so it’s dull, but it still hurts and burns from the circler motion.
Message me if I’m right for you!

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ThisIsAbe (Owner) – Apr 11, 2025
I’m a greenhorn when it comes to gay stuff and guys like you, so if you want sex too apologies if I seem a little flustered.

Jitterbug – Apr 9, 2025
Pretty skeletal but not dead yet. Bleak sense of humour. Tons of baggage.

ThisIsAbe (Owner) – Apr 7, 2025
I’m trying to get from 115 down to 95lbs again.

SwallowMyControl – Apr 7, 2025
He’s no oil painting…you have been warned.



 

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FeminizeMe, 19
Up till now I’ve been a straight boy, cisgender, masculine, dating girls, doing well in life. I’m not trans, I like being a male, but I want someone to take over my brain and fuck me into a brainless effeminate, passive girl.

Please find me master, kidnap, assault, drug me, dress me female, anesthesize me drowsy/unconscious, and whatever else it takes to make me extremely hot and make you hate me then rape me into a girl.

I am really nervous about this but it’s annoying me how much I want to make it happen.

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FeminizeMe (Owner) – Apr 13, 2025
I have been a boy for a very long time and it is already unbearably painful for me!

BoyStrangler – Apr 12, 2025
You are a slutty little girl. Never let your cock trick you into thinking you are a male of any kind. You need some cute little boobs girl. And you aint kidding anyone with your cock and balls. it’s time for you to finally get them surgically removed and get another fuckhole. Then you can get that one just as trashed as your asspussy. You know how sexy you will be when you have titties and 2 pussies. I will even remove your cock and balls myself, then make you eat them, or feed them to a hungry dog.


 

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tidesmasher, 21
Looking to take huge cocks up my ass behind my girlfriend’s back.

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Anonymous – Apr 22, 2025
That’s the million dollar question.

fatalfantasies – Apr 22, 2025
what happened to the vid?

Anonymous – Apr 22, 2025
Sorry, I just saw your reply! Her name was “Mistress Kayla” and she was a necrophiliac and he was her boyfriend at the time. I provided a lethal dose of poison that she mixed into his Coca Cola and I filmed her having sex with his corpse in 2015. I don’t remember how much I paid her for it back then, but it wasn’t a whole lot. The boy was kinda emo/goth, skinny, not the brightest, had no idea what he was doing, figuring out life generally, wildly unaware and usually tired.

fatalfantasies – Apr 19, 2025
Really? That’s insane! How much did you pay for it? Who was the boy?

Anonymous – Apr 19, 2025
Apologies for busting everyone’s balls, but this profile is fake. I know because around ten years ago I paid the girlfriend of the guy in the photo to kill him and have sex with his dead body and I filmed it. I had sex with the corpse too, didn’t film it though.



 

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objectforSADIST, 20
Young guy who would like to willingly join others to slaughter two young twinks, to feel the excitement of being a killer and watching the two victims desperately fight and beg for their lives without success. I would love to join the feast with the super millionaires who pay, donate, and bid for their exquisite dinners of the bodies these young men. Perhaps later toward the end of the banquet, some millionaires privately offer to pay to have me slaughtered on spot and cook for the extended late night dinner, without my awareness. Then all suddenly, I am subdued and dragged to the slaughter room, and just like the two boys in the early evening, I am stripped of my clothes, rope tied like a long pig. Just like this, I am hoisted by my ankles into the air, and a butcher whom I was helping earlier, approaching me with a butcher knife, cut into my neck vain, my blood sprinkling like crazy, while my tightly bound naked body, hung upside down, swirling as a result of struggling. And with me still being conscious vaguely, the butcher goes further, cut my belly wide open, my intestines immediately falling off in the front, dripping toward my head below … too bad that at this moment I am going to darkness, without being able to watch my body meat carefully and skillfully chopped off, and handed over to the chefs for cooking …

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Dontcareee – Apr 15, 2025
His elevator doesn’t go to the top floor.

Strangler – Apr 14, 2025
yes it would be hot to kill two young twinks.

Person – Apr 9, 2025
The hottest boy who work at the 7eleven fo sho.

MonsieurLeProfesseur – Apr 5, 2025
He has a very open minded body.


 

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Debbycakes, 19
Hi there. I’m a 19 years old boy looking for an older man to love. (40+)

My interests are the usual: games, movies, tv series… I’ve been more focused on songs for a while now, but what I’m always looking for in any of those is a good story. Also, dogs. I love dogs, I have one and I love it more than anything.

However, if I were to find someone, my main interest would be to make memories with that person.

The situation at home isn’t great, my dad isn’t great, etc, you’ve heard it before. All of the above definitely makes me seem needy and desperate, I know. But at least, it’s honest.

As for kinks, *blush* *deep breath* I VERY much enjoy physical exams, oxygen masks, straitjackets, hospital beds, wheelchairs, etc. Also, surgeries. Search for “fisting initiation surgeon”, should be the first video.

I realize what I’m asking for is ridiculous, but I think that it’s stupid for me to not try.

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TheAuthority – Apr 9, 2025
Feed the bears…with him

Debbycakes (Owner) – Apr 8, 2025
I’ve quit alcohol since then. I’m proud of myself, and finding a mean dad legit to be with would be a nice compliment to my life. A lot to ask in this world, but monogamy with a dad is my preference.

aquariusmoon – Apr 8, 2025
Long history of lying, betrayal and self destructive behaviour, will provide info if interested.
Deserves addiction, infection and injury.

lifeisaflower – Apr 8, 2025
I want to fuck the brains out of you. Literally fuck so hard your brains get bashed into pieces in your skull and squeeze out your nose and ears. You’re so insanely hot. But man, we competed against each other for a cushy job that I got and you’ve got major attitude toward me lol. But I’d kill to slide into your wet pussy hole while making out with you and breed you so deep so many times you switch genders and have sextuplets.

Debbycakes (Owner) – Apr 8, 2025
My limits are blood and vomit, however if you’re gagging the fag so to speak, the vomit one can be passed by haha.




 

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FakeBoy, 18
if you want to have a stereotypically attractive young fem boy eat your shit then dm me.

i’ve had a weakness for this for years now… after trying to get rid of it to have a normal sexual life without being able to i’ve now started to accept that this is how i’m supposed to be, just an attractive body and face that’s created to be someone’s toilet.

it’s embarrassing how much i love shit since it’s so gross but maybe that will amuse you even more, especially since i’m very attractive and could realistically get any guy i want, but here i am… eating your shit…

i’m ideally looking for someone borderline evil, sadistic, someone who enjoys seeing me with a mouthful of shit, chewing and swallowing.

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FakeBoy (Owner) – Apr 17, 2025
no, i will not share naked photos, they will not say anything about my character and will not show anything about me except that my penis is about 17 centimeters

Santixxl – Apr 15, 2025
You’re cute and I’m bored of vanilla sex, but you’re not THAT cute and I’m not THAT bored.

BindingLiberation – Apr 13, 2025
You feed him your sh*t, he eats it *shrug*


 

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Meathead, 18
Sirs my name is Noah. Total redneck fuck boy from a place in Arkansas name of Altus. I’m looking for a top near Altus that is willing to come over and brutally rape me and strangle me and will carve his initials into my skin and heat the flat of the blade and press it against his initials and brand them permanently into my skin so that everyone knows he owns me and will force me to live with him (you should already have a crate for me to live in) and make me a prostitute and whore me out to make money off of me when he isn’t raping me please have a 10″+ cock and thick and please don’t hold back on anything, also cool with being chloroformed before being raped or drugged with the date rape drug liquid G.

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Nonchalant_guy – Apr 27, 2025
Sharing it/him.
451 SE 12th ST
Homestead FL 33030
Lot Travel Trailer 06
First right inside of Aquarius
There is a 06 on the travel trailer

Hunter42 – Apr 21, 2025
Sending a huge hug ❤️ no matter what happens I hope the both of you find happiness ❤️

Nonchalant_guy – Apr 21, 2025
I have taken TPE ownership of him. For the first two weeks I forced rotten and putrid food and trash down his throat until his belly was bloating and his lungs were burning from not getting any oxygen, as he kicked and pleaded for me to stop and I couldn’t have cared less and continued to violate his insides.

As of now he has been brainwashed until all that’s left of him is a package of simple reflexes and muscles and digestive functions, a trash disposal, a chair, a garbage bin with a small opening and nothing more… no sign of his former self.

nohelp – Apr 1, 2025
Aspires to inspire before he expires.



 

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Casper, 18
I’m a 18 yo boy in a wheelchair and I want a man to make me have an orgasm then choke me to death.

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Casper (Owner) – Apr 10, 2025
Legs don’t work.

 

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Dangerous_Boy, 18
Look at that picture. See that pretty boy? Note how his lip curls ever so slightly, that slight tinge of smugness? How he isn’t even looking directly at you, how he must think he’s so much better than you? Wouldn’t you love to show him otherwise, to show this little Icarus just how close he accidentally flew to the sun and what the consequences are?

Don’t be fooled by his young age. You’d probably be horrified if you knew how young he was when he lost his virginity, and angry as hell at the smug, prick teasing princess he’s been ever since. But some of you might like the thought of a reminding him exactly what he was made for. You’re fully invited to take that step. Fuck him up. Traumatize him. Permanently. For the rest of his life. Forever.

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Alex18boy – Apr 19, 2025
Please Master have mercy.

Dangerous_Boy (Owner) – Apr 18, 2025
Maybe I need to make myself clearer. I am ISO SADIST(S) TO DESTROY HIS BODY. I SEEK FOR HIM TO BECOME A BREEDING GROUND FOR STD/STI OF EVERY KIND. I NEED HIS MIND, BODY, SPIRIT AND SOUL OBLITERATED, DESTROYED, BROKEN. I AM SEEKING CBT, TRD, TT, WS, SCAT, EVERYTHING SATANIC, INCLUDING THE KITCHEN SINK. I WILL NEVER REFUSE ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO ANYTHING TO HIM. PLEASE HELP ME.

Shotsfired – Apr 18, 2025
I’m looking for a boy who I can knock out. While you’re sleeping peacefully, I’ll explore your helpless body inside and out. You down?

 

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CharlesNeedMen, 19
A 19 year old twink, live in Illinois. What I wish would happen: never let me out of your sight. To never let me out of the house. Black white asian or whatever you are. Express how all this makes you feel.

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carterzt – Apr 20, 2025
im 16 lmfao and idgaf abt you bro

hungandmean – Apr 20, 2025
You can torture this twink all you want! You just need to get to know him for an hour first. I promise he’s interesting.



 

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Couldbeyou, 18
I am very interested in my son. I have never made a move, but since he is of age as of last week, there are huge, consuming urges to slip something in his soft drink and pound his hypnotic little ass inside out. Maybe I am imagining things, but he seems to be showing some interest in more than a typical dad and son relationship. Advice? Help?

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Couldbeyou (Owner) – Apr 13, 2025
I should probably add he has a cock anatomically perfect in shape and substance.

fabian – Apr 13, 2025
I cried when my dad raped me at 13 and it hurt like hell but that’s not why I cried.

Couldbeyou (Owner) – Apr 10, 2025
My personal opinion is that he has spent a very large part of his life suppressing himself so in many things and those mental suppression controls of his do not allow him to fully let go and enjoy being a gay bottom. I have noticed that when he drinks alcohol his mental controls seem to begin to go away and I think when fully drunk he would be able to enjoy being a horny piggy object. He does get more feminine and more chatty when drinking and his Canadian accent becomes stronger. So one may think he is not a true gay bottom because he needs alcohol to get there but truly in my heart my suspicion is there nothing more he craves than being immersed in a space of complete gayness with an extremely high sex drive.

baldwin – Apr 9, 2025
He likes Vodka drinks, you can buy him that to get him.

Couldbeyou (Owner) – Apr 7, 2025
It’s against Society’s rules, yes, it is. However, I’m find it very difficult to come up with any moral argument that holds water against how delicious his ass looks in his jeans.



 

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HowSoonIsNow, 20
only two months to get back to freedom.

I should be happy, finally out of hell, but is it only hell in here or is it waiting for me outside.

when the demons take you, they enter you, they feast on your insides.

they don’t want to leave you, they don’t want to abandon the meal, so they ended up being a part of my organism that I can’t eradicate, only live with it hoping that they never take control of my brain.

I am a slave yes.

I am a difficult subject yes.

I have experience yes in prison since I was 13 years old.

in two months I can be owned by a master who does not make me go back to where I came out.

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lokichiot – Apr 8, 2025
Last name Delamare
First name(s) Martin Serge Pierre
Sex Male
Age 20 years
Date of Death 04/02/2005
Municipality Deauville (14220)
Department 14
Country France (FRA)
Cause of Death Sexual assault, skull fracture

HowSoonIsNow (Owner) – March 26, 2024
I’ll never bore you.

Gunplayer – March 26, 2024
There’s a video floating around out there of him getting slammed then beast fucked by four guys and them taking turns punch fisting him and rimming his gaping hole like hungry pigs.

B1gThank5 – March 25, 2024
You are very handsome my friend!! Id love to have you over to help me eat a teenage white boy.



 

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Imreadytogetfucked, 20
I’ll do anything to get fucked
Come fuck me
Call me 07873397463
Come rape me

This is likely to be my last roll of the dice. I know that the clock is against me, my youth is sadly running out, I’m one of those boys that nobody notices, it’s always been like that, so this is my final journey, my last jump into the shark pool.

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tallslenderguy – Apr 20, 2025
a useful bit of scum

jockwhore – Apr 16, 2025
I think he is the perfect bottom. I do not mind him sounding like a girl while he gets fucked. It’s only natural.

LDNhungvers – Apr 10, 2025
I can’t understand this all…he’s cute, yes he is, but he is too noisy, and sounds like a woman.

1DOOR2DASH3DICK – Apr 10, 2025
i wanted fill all yall’$ gut$ with warm goey baby batter🍼
to respectfully fuck yall blind 👀and to find the freak spot n to keep hitting it n a variety of ways n to keep the freak cuming💦
rest in peace🙏to that hole, i’m a savage🦍
yall were not my for ever freak but i will find him🔎i will not give up🌃thank yall for your time ❤️ means so much to me!!

FAG_HUNTER – Apr 7, 2025
FCKING THE FCK OUTTA HIM GOT ME OFF.

stupidrapetoy (Owner) – Apr 2, 2025
Don’t condemn the way I look or how I am, because I will do the same to you. If you don’t can handle me the way I am that’s ok, but accept that everybody is not the same! The big answer for most men is, “that I am not a drama queen!” Please remove that kind of stupid thinking, because in less than 1 year I will be 21.

tootiredtocare – Apr 2, 2025
He is a drooling mess.

 

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needbrokeinsoon, 18
time is short; going “away” to prison for 10 years, seriously. I’m str8t but do not want to be used first time like they say it happens. Want a man with the right attitude, break me in and not gently so i get the idea now. I am a nice boy who made a stupid mistake so not the typical on here. help soon.

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Anonymous – Apr 7, 2025
I agree with the comment below.

randomperson – Apr 4, 2025
Everyone this is dirty bitch Pablo. Pablo, you’re a braindead worthless fuck puppet world’s dirtiest piece of shit. You’re the world’s worst fuck machine. Everyone, let’s all run a train on this bitch Pablo. Let’s skullfuck this smut worldwide rotation. Let’s all fuck this stupid whore’s holes around the world. Pablo, you look so fucking ugly and retarded in this pic. Better get that brain checked stupid Pablo. Fuck you Pablo! You stupid fuck. Look at your face ugly hoe!! How about we dunk this bitch in the toilets all over the world then flush those toilets while this dirty slut is into those toilets. What the fuck are you doing you retard Pablo. You fuck!!!! Fuck you Pablo. Everybody say “Fuck you Pablo.”


 

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rapemeuntilIdie, 22
I’m open to whatever you want to do. Modify my body as needed. Force me to do whatever sexual acts you enjoy. (No limits. I mean no limits.) I don’t enjoy sex, so any sex a form of punishment.

Ask me to kidnap and help you torture and kill other boys you want.

Place me in a big wooden box. Fill the box with some kind of packing material. Lock the box. Leave me in there for…I don’t know, a year? Then take what’s left of me out and have your way with it.

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Anonymous – Apr 26, 2025
Last photo

rapemeuntilIdie (Owner) – Apr 18, 2025
That moment when you stop fighting and give way is so perfect, so liberating. There is a man in Germany who is making a coffin. I have already been measured up for it.

evilqueerpig – Apr 11, 2025
He’s a particularly germy, dirty slut. I love mounting him for repozzing. I especially like it when, at the end of the date, he pours the cum from his ass into sherry glasses and passes one to me for sundowner enjoyment. The absolute god of rubber-free bareback fucking.

BoyStrangler – Apr 6, 2025
The most important thing with this one is that you strangle him hard enough to make him lose conciousness. and dig in cause because sometimes he tries to fight you. thats even more fun cuz you can feel the faggot fading. sometimes I tell this whore that I’m actually going to snuff him as they start to lose conciousness just to see the panic. i say stuff like “are you ready to die faggot?” or “I’m not gonna stop strangling you till you’re dead faggot”. I even told this slut “don’t worry about how you just got aids cause I’m gonna kill you right now.” lol (he still sends me romantic emails me all the time).

the_incredibles – Apr 3, 2025
I’ve been an enthusiastic fan of this piglet for years. It’s especially hot to poke around in his cum-hole and feel the churned-up cum foam of his previous fucker.


 

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BuddiesInNebraska, 18
Young passive best friends submissive sluts and SM addicts here for a reasonable Dad, only.

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BuddiesInNebraska (Owner) – Apr 12, 2025
There are so many interesting things in this world

mrdisappointed – Apr 8, 2025
I wanna be your Dad, I feel very compelled to make that happen. I’m obsessed with the idea and wonder if it’s destiny.

Funky7 – Apr 5, 2025
I recently contacted these buddies, because I was craving young twinks where I could be my old self again, could do what my own twink partner cannot and does not want to give me.

I went over to their place, drank beer while getting worshipped by them then pissed all over their apartment. Marked furniture, carpet, walls. Just pissed wherever I wanted and then drank more beer while getting worshipped until I had to piss again.

I really do not regret my choice to visit them. For me it was a therapy that I needed, enjoyed very much, and do not regret for a second. I needed this, and they gave me what I wanted.

 

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vampireboyyy, 19
Emotional masochist and have a kink for misery. Particularly enjoy knowing that your life is better than mine in every way, and especially if you also enjoy knowing that I’m missing out on fun, enjoyment, pleasure, just because you say so. I wish I could say I only do this with trusted guys, but actually I will let and/or invite any guy to make me miserable. I love it. I really shouldn’t.

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speedFORCE – Apr 22, 2025
Always did say you know “probably what’ll happen at some point is I’ll pull up to some random trick who’ll give me his body to beat, rape, filth, drug, disease, degrade, etc., you know whatever…. and then find himself chained into my cellar. For who knows how long. He’ll have finally met the monster. Who will make him pay. For the rest of his life.” But anyways, what’s good? *Lighter clicks*

Textmeandfindout – Apr 21, 2025
I’d be interested in taking you in and fattening you up till you’re an immobile pile of lard, that would be the main goal

AnotherTunnel2025 – Apr 21, 2025
ADHD & more than a hint of autism but cute so idc

vampireboyyy (Owner) – Apr 20, 2025
I grew up being picked on and called names in school. When bullies find me attractive that makes me feel part of a brotherhood that I never experience any other way.


 

 

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That tidy goal wasn’t ‘available in my location’ but I trust you and whoop! ** Steeqhen, Hey. Well, ‘Death Sentence’ is my all-time favorite novel, so there’s an entrance. Gluck’s interview with me is one of my favorite interviews with me ever, yeah. Straight boy ass exposing and hole play is the #1 gay porn type these days as far as I can tell. Nice listening there, obviously. No, I would never refer to ‘TMS’ as Sadeian. I think that’s a very superficial take. ‘TMS”s narrator talks about Sade as part of his gamesmanship with the reader, but the voice is an elaboration and intrication of the voice I used in the last section of ‘God Jr.’, so it came from a completely different place. ** Tyler Ookami, Hi. Wow, your Bigcartel! Everyone, The divinely talented Tyler Ookami has a Bigcartel called Tyler Ookami’s Bladder Splatter where you can see and even buy some of his artworks, and they’re terrif, of course. Push down on this to know what I’m talking about. They’re all great. ‘Barn Rave’ might be my fave (so far). I haven’t eaten meat since I was 15, so, yeah. No go on those burgers. Even Impossible Burgers make me nauseous. My parents were Episcopalian, but I only went to church once, I think. It’s all Greek to me. Ti West’s ‘X’, hm, okay, maybe. I’ve actually had fantasies about eating at Casa Bonita. Obviously, given my lack of knowledge, I’m lured there imaginatively only and mostly due to the facade. Surely I’ll do a road trip through there someday. I’m such a Mexican food slut that I even buy, eat, and almost thoroughly enjoy 7-11 microwave bean and cheese burritos, at least when they’re not covered in mould, which the majority are. ** Steve, Oh, my mistake on the PG starting date. Sort of apropos of what I was speaking about with Steeqhen, straight guys giving each other hand jobs seems like kind of the #2 most popular gay porn genre of late. What’s going on with straight dudes these days. Charli XCX is also producing the Miike film, I think. ** Dom Lyne, Hi, Dom! Things are pretty okay. Yeah, the ‘RT’ premiere went great. Couldn’t have gone better. And, yeah, it was quite a relief after the years of hell we through to finish it. We’re writing the next film, but my life is going to be 80% dedicated to trying to give ‘RT’ a good public life for the next, gosh, months and months. May 20th, so soon. Congrats! And about the excellent company. Very cool about the Doctor Who thing. Let me … Everyone, Dom Lyne recently wrote an audio drama, and it is soon to be unveiled, and for now you can go watch the trailer. Here he is to introduce that: ‘I can now say that it’s a Doctor Who related project put together by The Doctor Who Dramas, who have been producing fan produced episodes since 1982. The link to the trailer’s here if you want to check it out.’ It’d be great if our time in Paris aligns. I’ll be in the States in late June for an ‘RT’ festival screening, but I’m not sure of the exact dates yet, and hopefully we’ll get lucky. ** Måns BT, Hi, Måns! I got the email, and, luckily, my email has a ‘translate into English’ function, but your translation is better, of course. Yeah, that’s great and exciting! We just have to figure out the timing, and we’ll do that, and you’ll be cc’ed to see and be involved in that. Thank you much, pal! How are you? What’s the newest? ** Carsten, Hey. People I know who actually know Burroughs’ work and have a stake in it haven’t liked the film at all, and people I know who only know Burroughs vaguely as transgressive brand seem to be okay or more with the film. The only recent film I’ve liked pretty well is Albert Serra’s bullfighting documentary ‘Afternoons of Solitude’, but it’s too long and pretty tough to take. With the posts, you see what kind of lengths they can have. They can be longish, but it’s always good to be as concise (yet thorough) as you can be because seeing a massive post can make people feel too intimidated to even try, if you know what I mean. Thanks! ** Diesel Clementine, Banana splits! I love banana splits. Especially with hot fudge sauce. Lucky friends of yours. Macabre perfumes would work, for instance. Or anything that excites you basically. Congrats on the passport! So important! The world is your … whatever … oyster, I guess they say. I have no idea why the world turning into an oyster is an appealing idea. I’m looking forward to ‘paging’ through your booklet. ** jay, Hey. Luxuriate until your bed is luxurious. That’s my advice. Our previous film ‘Permanent Green Light’ was pretty well liked and got around a fair amount, but it feels like ‘RT’ is going to be more widely appreciated based on how it’s gone so far, knock on wood and all of that. Having an actual theater release in France like real movies do is pretty amazing. I do need a wee bit of increased concentration today, so, cheers! Love from here to over there and specifically you. How’s freedom treating you a couple of days into it? ** HaRpEr, Hi Personally speaking, I don’t think it’s possible to get to the bottom of Blanchot fully enough to feel you totally understand it. It’s pretty bottomless. I feel like him and Deleuze are the most unsolvable of the big contemporary writers/thinkers and, thus, the best? Yeah, the few photos him young are quite something. My friend Catherine Robbe-Grillet knew Blanchot for years and says he was odd and prone to hiding out for periods but that he wasn’t the mysterious hermit that people say. She also says he was very witty and funny, which is a bit surprising. I get your anxiety. I get pretty anxiety-prone sometimes, but I guess I don’t present that side of me so much. I think people who know me know when I’m anxious because I get silent and distracted, which I’m normally not. But I am kind of generally weirdly chilled, I have no idea why my body chose that modus operandi. Anyway, blabla, maybe it’s better to enact anxiety. ** catachrestic, Aw, cool. I have his political writings book back in LA, but I’ve never read it, which is odd. I believe you about his unexpected interests. Like I said to Harper, Catherine Robbe-Grillet has kind of colored him in for me through my zillion questions to her about him. I’ll read that intro to Claude Shannon today or very soon. Thanks a lot! ** nat, You made it well in time. I had the rudiments of a wicked cold but it just kind of flirted with me then gave up. I have friends who now basically live and breathe AI. It’s almost kind of scary, but, you know, to each their own, cool. Zac’s and my first film ‘LCtG’ used a script I’d written, like, 8 years before and put in a ‘drawer’, so, yes, you really never know. Later, you. ** Okay. If you didn’t know it’s the last day of month before coming here, now you do. See you tomorrow.

Maurice Blanchot’s Day

 

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1.

My speech is a warning that at this very moment death is loose in the world, that it has suddenly appeared between me, as I speak, and the being I address: it is there between us as the distance that separates us, but this distance is also what prevents us from being separated, because it contains the condition for all understanding. Death alone allows me to grasp what I want to attain; it exists in words as the only way they can have meaning. Without death, everything would sink into absurdity and nothingness. (Blanchot, The Work of Fire, 323-24)

 

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2. In brief

‘Little is known about Maurice Blanchot except that he wrote an odd style of fiction. His novels are not really novels, his stories barely stories. His prose is very French in that it can be almost mathematical, yet it simultaneously evokes the most intense feelings of loss, misunderstanding, joy, and death. Just as the Marquis de Sade calmly and carefully enumerated the most horrific details of elaborate tortures, Blanchot carefully flushes out the minutiae of psycho-emotional existence.

‘While central in de Sade, the flesh is conspicuously absent from Blanchot’s short and pithy tales, or “rÈcits,” as he called them. His books are virtually bereft of physical descriptions; the reader rarely knows the appearance of a character, the color of the room, the smells that linger. Rather, Blanchot concentrates on the effects — always multiple, never predictable — of people living, sometimes interacting with each other, often alone.

‘While Blanchot’s books don’t seem to involve much action, in fact they contain nothing but movement. Every moment, every glance, every mutter sends ripples throughout a situation: the repercussions of a whisper are known in the heavens. The sun setting, a knock on a door, the way a wave falls on the beach — in these stories, the most subtle machinations of the world are intensely experienced. Classical motivation and typical plot-drivers are absent in Blanchot’s works, and in their place we find pure event; Blanchot wrote in a realm where bodies are secondary to the things that happen to them.

‘And the greatest thing that can happen to bodies, at least according to Blanchot, is death. Death lingers in his nouns, is carried by his verbs, can be found lurking in his commas and periods and parentheses. His books are ghostly — neither dead nor alive, neither bodily nor heavenly.’ — artandculture.com

 

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3. My two cents

‘If you put a gun to my head — not that you would — and asked me whom I’d consider the greatest writer of the 20th century — not that asking my opinion is worth risking a police encounter — I’d say, ‘Put the gun down. Maurice Blanchot.’ He’s my favorite fiction writer and my favorite writer of what some people call philosophy and others tag as language theory. Death Sentence is my favorite novel of all time. To me, Blanchot is to the written text as Bresson is to the captured image, which is to say not so much the greatest at his chosen medium — obviously a ridiculous proposition — as he is an artist as singular, ruthless, pure, and infested with belief in the abilities of language as anyone who has ever tried their hand at writing. He might also be the writer who most warrants the words ‘not everyone’s cup of tea.’ Many find his work impossibly dense and cold. To quote from his unusually excellent Wikipedia entry, ‘It is difficult yet imperative to note the particular experience of reading Blanchot: his grip on the reader and his ability to mix anguish, philosophical thought, an imagination of death, and a narrative where everything seems to almost happen is often particularly discomforting.’ To me, his work’s ‘discomfort’ is the formula for ecstacy. His work is one of the impossibly high standards against which I try to assess my own writing, which leaves me perpetually unsatisfied and disappointed with my efforts, which in turn causes me to keep working hard for whatever good it does.’ — DC, ’06

 

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Maurice Blanchot’s house

 

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4. Resources

Maurice Blanchot: ReadySteadyBook Site
Espace Maurice Blanchot
Maurice Blanchot et ses contemporains
Maurice Blanchot and the events of May 1968
Maurice Blanchot @ Studio Cleo
Maurice Blanchot : The Infinite Conversation : The Absent Voice
Maurice Blanchot’s obituary @ The Guardian
Jean-Luc Nancy on Maurice Blanchot
Etat Present: Maurice Blanchot
Maurice Blanchot: A Meta-Poetic View
Maurice Blanchot, The Absent Voice

 

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5. from Death Sentence

She had fallen asleep, her face wet with tears. Far from being spoiled by it, her youth seemed dazzling: only the very young and healthy can bear such a flood of tears that way; her youth made such an extraordinary impression on me that I completely forgot her illness, her awakening and the danger she was still in. A little later, however, her expression changed. Almost under my eyes, the tears had dried and the tear stains had disappeared; she became severe, and her slightly raised lips showed the contraction of her jaw and her tightly clenched teeth, and gave her a rather mean and suspicious look: her hand moved in mine to free itself, I wanted to release it, but she seized me again right away with a savage quickness in which there was nothing human. When the nurse came to talk to me–in a low voice and about nothing important–J. immediately awoke and said in a cold way, “I have my secrets with her too.” She went back to sleep at once.

…As I listened without pause to her slight breathing, faced by the silence of the night, I felt extremely helpless and miserable just because of the miracle that I had brought about. Then for the first time, I had a thought that came back to me later and in the end won out. While I was still in that state of mind–it must have been about three o’clock–J. woke up without moving at all–that is, she looked at me. That look was very human: I don’t mean affectionate or kind, since it was neither; but it wasn’t cold or marked by the forces of this night. It seemed to understand me profoundly; that is why I found it terribly friendly, though it was at the same time terribly sad. “Well,” she said, “you’ve made a fine mess of things.” She looked at me again without smiling at all, as she might have smiled, as I afterwards hoped she had, but I think my expression did not invite a smile. Besides, that look did not last very long.

Even though her eyelids were lowered, I am convinced that from then on she lay awake; she lay awake because the danger was too great, or for some other reason; but she purposefully kept herself at the edge of consciousness, manifesting a calm, and an alertness in that calm, that was very unlike her tension of a short time before. What proved to me that she was not asleep–though she was unaware of what went on around her because something else held her interest–was that a little later she remembered what had happened nearly an hour before: the nurse, not sure whether or not she was asleep, had leaned over her and suggested she have another shot, a suggestion which she did not seem to be at all aware of. But a little later she said to the nurse, “No, no shot this evening,” and repeated insistently, “No more shots.” Words, which I have all the time in the world to remember now. Then she turned slightly towards the nurse and said in a tranquil tone, “Now then, take a good look at death,” and pointed her finger at me. She said this in a very tranquil and almost friendly way, but without smiling.

 

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6. Regards from the high and mighty

LYDIA DAVIS: ‘I wanted to meet Blanchot very much. I felt a very close connection to him, and he wrote me very flattering, very humble letters, in terms of the leeway I had with translating his work. -These are your works, these translations are yours to make,- and so on. Part of that was just French formality and politeness. But part of it, in his case, was really genuine. So I felt this connection with him, but he really never saw anyone anymore, not even people who had known him for decades. But I thought he might make an exception just because I’d been translating his work. So I wrote him a note when I was going to Paris, saying I would be there on such-and-such a day and was staying at this hotel, and wanted to call him. I said I knew he rarely met anybody, but was hoping he would make an exception and so on. And I wrote it in plenty of time. But I went there and didn’t hear anything from him and went back to England where I was staying. And once I was safely back in England, I received a letter from him there, saying that he was sorry, but he never met anybody. But I was amused at the way he carefully made sure it all stayed on English territory, and not in Paris. But I’m quite sympathetic to that.’

 

DELEUZE AND GUATTARI: ‘The linguist Maurice Blanchot is interested in enunciation where the subject of the enunciation is not required as the necessary condition. Blanchot gives the examples of the use of the words ‘ONE’ and ‘HE’ which in no way take the place of a subject, but instead do away with any subject. The HE does not represent a subject but rather makes a diagram of an assemblage. It does not overcode statements, it does not transcend them as do the first two person; on the contrary, it prevents them from falling under the tyranny of subjective or signifying constellations.’ (from A Thousand Plateaus, Capitalism and Schizophrenia)

 

JEAN-PAUL SARTRE: ‘The fantastic one humanizes, is with the ideal purity of its essence, happens what was. It is undressed of his artifices: without nothing in the hands, nor in the pockets; we recognize that the track on the beach, not of the súcubos is ours, nor of the ghosts, nor of the sources that cry, is of the men and the creator of the fantastic proclamation that is identified with the fantastic object. The fantastic one is not, for the contemporary man, more than a way between one hundred to reenviar its own image.’ (from Sartre’s review of Blanchot’s ‘The Most High’)

 

GEORGES BATAILLE: ‘I asked MB (Maurice Blanchot) to read a passage from the book I was carrying around with me and he read it aloud (nobody, to my knowledge, reads with a more hard-edged simplicity, with a more passionate grandeur than he. I was too drunk and no longer remember the exact passage. He himself had drunk as much as I had. It would be a mistake to think that such a reading given by men intoxicated with drink is but a provocative paradox…. I believe we are united in this, that we are both open, defenceless – through temptation – to forces of destruction, but not like the reckless, rather like children whom a cowardly naivete never abandons.’

 

SAMUEL BECKETT: ‘Besides Blanchot‘s essays on Beckett‘s post-World War II trilogy and the novel How It Is, and his tribute to Beckett after Beckett‘s death, no other criticisms apparently exist by either man that refer to the other‘s work; nor did the two writers communicate through letters. Nonetheless, a writerly correspondence does surely exist between the two artists. Blanchot‘s advocacy of the writer‘s hemiplegic self-forgetting, -exile, -dispossession which drives a vagrant, aporetic writing conspires with Beckett‘s: a writing poised in stark contrast to the dialectical hypostasis of logocentrism, a writing of nonrelational passivity, without aim or result, a writing of bad conscience at the threshold of the il y a, akin to the condemned prisoner‘s —I have nothing to say.’ (from Curt Willits, The Blanchot/Beckett Correspondence)

 

MICHEL FOUCAULT: ‘If the only site for language is indeed the solitary sovereignty of “I speak” then in principle nothing can limit it—not the one to whom it is addressed, not the truth of what it says, not the values or systems of representation it utilizes. In short, it is no longer discourse and the communication of meaning, but a spreading forth of language in its raw state, an unfolding of pure exteriority. And the subject that speaks is less the responsible agent of a discourse (what holds it, what uses it to assert and judge, what sometimes represents itself by means of a grammatical form designed to have that effect) than a non-existence in whose emptiness the unending outpouring of language uninterruptedly continues. (from ‘Maurice Blanchot: The Thought from the Outside”)

 

JACQUES DERRIDA: ‘Life can only be light from the moment that it stays dead-living while being freed, that is to say, released from itself. A life without life, an experience of lightness, an instance of “without,” a logic without logic of the “X without X,” or of the “not” or of the “except,” of the “being without being,” etc. In “A Primitive Scene,” we could read: “To live without living, like dying without death: writing returns us to these enigmatic propositions.”
—-‘The proof that we have here, with this testimony and reference to an event, the logical and textual matrix of Blanchot’s entire corpus, so to speak, is that this lightness of “without,” the thinking of the “X without X” comes to sign, consign or countersign the experience of the neuter as ne uter, neither-nor by bringing it together. This experience draws to itself and endures, in its very passion, the thinking as well as the writing of Blanchot, between literature and the right to death. Neither…nor: in this way the witness translates the untranslatable demourance….The neuter is the experience or passion of a thinking that cannot stop at either opposite without also overcoming the opposition — neither this nor that, neither happiness nor unhappiness.’ (Demeure: Fiction and Testimony, 88-90).

 

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7. If I were you, I’d start here …

Death Sentence (Station Hill Press; $12.95)

This long awaited reprint of a book about which John Hollander wrote: “A masterful version of one of the most remarkable novels in any language since World War II,” is the story of the narrator’s relations with two women, one terminally ill, the other found motionless by him in a darkened room after a bomb explosion has separated them. “Though more than 40 years, the French writer Maurice Blanchot has produced an astonishing body of fiction and criticism,” writes Gilbert Sorrentino in the New York Review of Books,” and John Updike in The New Yorker: “Blanchot’s prose gives an impression, like Henry James, of carrying meanings so fragile they might crumble in transit.” Translated by Lydia Davis

 

The Station Hill Blanchot Reader (Station Hill; $29.95)

The Blanchot Reader brings together a substantial collection of critical and philosophical writings (The Gaze of Orpheus) and the only edition in print in English of his major works of fiction (Thomas the Obscure, Death Sentence, Vicious Circles, The Madness of the Day, When the Time Comes and the one who was standing apart from me). General readers and students alike will seek out these essential works by the writer Susan Sontag calls “an unimpeachably major voice in modern French literature.” Translated by Lydia Davis, Paul Auster, and Robert Lamberton

 

The Space of Literature (University of Nebraska Press; $23.95)

The Space of Literature, first published in France in 1955, is central to the development of Blanchot’s thought. In it he reflects on literature and the unique demand it makes upon our attention. Thus he explores the process of reading as well as the nature of artistic creativity, all the while considering the relation of the literary work to time, to history, and to death. This book consists not so much in the application of a critical method or the demonstration of a theory of literature as in a patiently deliberate meditation upon the literary experience, informed most notably by studies of Mallarmé, Kafka, Rilke, and Hölderlin. Blanchot’s discussions of those writers are among the finest in any language.

 

The Most High (University of Nebraska Press; $18.00)

The Most High‘s somewhat hallucinatory parables clearly have their precedent in Kafka. But if the novel bears a resemblance to The Trial, it portrays a trial whose stakes are reversed. . . . Blanchot’s work is of a cold absurdity. If Sorge [the book’s protagonist] has any ‘significance,’ it is that he is not even insignificant, not even the anti-hero of modernism, but rather an absolute nonhero—the only role possible in a posthistorical society.”Review of Contemporary Literature.

 

The Writing of the Disaster (University of Nebraska Press; $18.95)

Modern history is haunted by the disasters of the century — world wars, concentration camps, Hiroshima, and the Holocaust—grief, anger, terror, and loss beyond words, but still close, still impending. How can we write or think about disaster when by its very nature it defies speech and compels silence, burns books and shatters meaning?

 

 

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8. On writing

‘To write (of) oneself is to cease to be, in order to confide in a guest – the other, the reader – entrusting yourself to him who will henceforth have as an obligation, and indeed as a life, nothing but your inexistence.’

‘Reading is anguish, and this is because any text, however important, or amusing, or interesting it maybe .. is empty – at bottom it doesn’t exist; you have to cross an abyss, and if you do not jump, you do not comprehend.’

‘Art requires that he who practices it should be immolated to art, should become other, not another, not transformed from the human being he was into an artist with artistic duties, satisfactions and interests, but into nobody, the empty, animated space where art’s summons is heard.’

‘Whoever wants to be absent from words at every instant or to be present only to those that he reinvents is endlessly occupied with them so that, of all authors, those who most eagerly seek to avoid the reproach of verbalism [i.e. using cliché] are also exactly the ones that are most exposed to this reproach. It is the same for those who through the marvels of asceticism have had the illusion of distancing themselves from all literature. For having wanted to rid themselves of conventions and of forms, in order to touch directly the secret world and the profound metaphysics that they meant to reveal, they finally contented themselves with using this world, this secret, this metaphysics as they would conventions and forms that they complacently exhibited and that constituted at once the visible framework and the foundation of their works. […] In other words, for this kind of writer metaphysics, religion, and emotions take the place of technique and language. They are a system of expression, a literary genre – in a word, literature.’

 

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9. Misc

Nowhere Without No: A Tribute to Maurice Blanchot
A brief, excellent book of works written in memory of MB. Includes the speech Derrida gave at Blanchot’s cremation, pieces by Blanchot’s two major English translators Lydia Davis and Charlotte Mandell, poet Jacques Dupin, and others. Read about it here.

‘The merit of Nowhere Without No is that, unlike so much Blanchot-related material, it doesn’t strain to say too much. Such is the silence brought by death perhaps. The latter also means the distance between the author and his work is foregrounded, if only in the reader’s mind.’ — Spike Magazine

 

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Noli Me Legere … To Maurice Blanchot (SIRR CD 018)
A compilation of sound art/music inspired by Blanchot’s work, featuring Brandon LaBelle, Toshisa Tsunoda, Paolo Raposo, Julien Ottavi, o.a. Read about the album and/or order it here.

 

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Download a free pdf of Maurice Blanchot’s ‘The Last Man’ @ Ubuweb

‘A dense, dream-like exploration of the extreme limits of this mystery, written some ten years prior to the Death of the Author, (though unpublished in English until thirty years later) Maurice Blanchot’s The Last Man (Le Dernier Homme, 1957) could be considered a narrative follow-up to The Space of Literature (L’Espace littéraire, 1955) or a fictional companion to the critical essays composing The Book to Come (Le Livre à venir, 1959). One can imagine an infinite conversation between these works: drifting wearily across abyssal alterities—the echo, in advance, of what has not been said and will never be said. But this sumptuous récit alone demands the reader’s full attention—marvelously, Blanchot writes what cannot be written without losing it as un-writable by writing it (Hans-Yost Frey, YFS, 1998). Narrating at the threshold of this impossible writing, The Last Man weaves a blurring of several prosopopetic characters towards a radical revision of the subject and the text. The prose itself never crystallizes into an unambiguous statement—Blanchot’s trangressive philosophy peculiar in the tantalizingly pleasurable suspension of the never-fulfilled promise of understanding.’ — Ubuweb

 

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Pure War/The Madness of the Day. Theatre piece created and performed by The Alchemical Theatre in NYC, 1985 in their squatted theatre space on 13th St in the East Village. Pure War was based on the writings of Paul Virilio and Maurice Blanchot. It was a collective creation directed by Carlo Altomare who also wrote the music.

 

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Maurice Blanchot’s astrological chart

 

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‘When I kill myself, maybe it is ‘I’ that actually commits the killing but it is not ‘I’ that dies and it is not ‘my death’ either – the death I provoked – that I experience, but the death I rejected, neglected, and that is this negligence itself, a perpetual escape and unaccomplishment.’ (L’Espace litteraire)
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p.s. Hey. ** _Black_Acrylic, It’s so true, isn’t it? Yes, ‘Inside’, the ultimate scissors-employing film. Nick’s too hard on himself, which is admirable. Anyway, hero, yes! ** Dominik, Hi!!! Pop Tarts are good with a little scoop of ice cream nearby. My weekend was good, saw a visiting friend, saw a mostly very good film, and so on. Glad your weekend with your friend was dreamy sounding. The pound coin really reveals its superiority when it’s in your palm. The weight, the size, how you want to pop in your mouth and chew it but know you shouldn’t … I don’t know, something very satisfying going on there. There must be hundreds of bands called Gore, no? And they must all be at least kind of a little bit good. Love telling his head ‘Do not develop into the head cold that I strongly suspect you are slowly springing on me’, G. ** Poecilia, I’m so real it’s positively banal, so do say hi. Okay, I’ll let your fiction live in my imagination. But do know that I wrote a series of stories based on Hans Christian Anderson fairytales where all the characters were employees of Scandinavian theme parks for a project that has never been finished. So I do have sympathy. ** Carsten, No sooner had I read your comment than my news feeds filled with stories of that black out. I’m actually okay with 12 hour flights if I slap on a nicotine patch of the highest strength, which I think is 21 mg or whatever, plus chew gum plus zone out with in-flight movies and eat frequently. It’s not a perfect solution, but I always make it. No, I’ve avoided Luca Guadagnino’s ‘Queer’. I actually don’t like his films, but I haven’t seen the two you mentioned. My friend Ira who was Burroughs’ agent for a long time said it’s like an advertisement for perfume. So I don’t know. If you like it, let me know and I might reconsider my boycott. ** James Bennett, That was my suspicion: Spanish meatiness. ‘City of Quartz’ is pretty great in my memory. Oh, you should go to LA when you can. Totally singular place. Nothing like it. Just make sure you either get very good, knowledgeable advice about how to negotiate the place or know someone there who can steward you around. It’s a mess, but a wonderful mess. Yes, let’s hang when you come here. I should be around, I think, unless I’m briefly away at a film festival or something. Cool. Tot siens! ** Steeqhen, My guess is it would shatter, or your teeth would? You can send your diss. whenever you like, but, yeah, you might as well wait until you’re finished because, given my slowness, I won’t get to read it straight off in any case. Thank you ever so much about my work. I’m very honored to have you as my reader, truth. ** Daniel, Hi, Daniel! Yes, I will be here. Let’s meet up. Just let me know when you’re free and when’s good. Very cool. ** Diesel Clementine, Hey there. Welcome back to both of us. The film goes well, just working to give it a good future life. No word on a London screening yet, but there will be one somewhere at some point. Congrats on the job. I personally think being an amateur artist/mopper/human is a goal in life. I’ve heard of that ‘Solemates’ book and maybe even about that event. If you want do a presentation here at anytime, I would only be very thrilled. Awesome about your pamphlet! As I’m not in Glasgow I’ll go feast my eyes link-wise. Everyone, Here’s Diesel Clementine with a hot tip: ‘I released BLU-V, the little short story pamphlet with the Blue Raspberry Flavoured Rent Boy. If anyone’s in Glasgow, jump in to Category Is to grab a copy for 2.50. I thought the blog would enjoy it, so I scanned it and uploaded it to Internet Archive for yous to have a wee vada- here. Hit that post-haste. Thank you, D. ** jay, Hi, j-man or j-person, whichever feels good. Wow, after 3 pm today you’ll be the future’s bitch. Yay. I hope whoever or whatever is receiving your submission is suitably submissive. Big congrats! Me, I’m good. I think Zac and I just squared away a theater release for ‘Room Temperature’ in France for later this year, which would/will be a huge thing for us. So, yeah, I’m good. And you? How does it feel? ** Tyler Ookami, I have Firefox as my backup browser when Safari goes weird, and it is one shitty, primitive browser, I must say. Gotcha, restaurant/take away place. I don’t know ‘krautburgers’, and, from your description, I’m not even going to google it frankly. I too haven’t watched ‘Tokyo Gore Police’ in a long time. I did do a Yoshihiro Nishimura Day on the blog about five years ago. ** PL, Hi, PL. I’m good, and you? ‘In the Dark’, cool, I’ll do a YouTube search, thanks. Tarot cards, yeah, that makes sense vis-à-vis your talent in my mind’s eye. Nice. Brazilian films … hm, I don’t know. Maybe not so many. I mean, you know, ‘Pixote’, duh. I’ve seen a film or two by Flavia Furtado that I liked. And some Walter Salles films. I’ll have to check, I might be spacing out. Recommendations? That drawing is wonderful. How is it a flop? You’re too hard on yourself, pal. Everyone, a lovely drawing by PL based on an escorts pic is here. ** HaRpEr, A bunch of locals are in the midst of heavy deadlines. I guess it’s that time of year. Glad you met yours. Your read on the Labour government makes depressing sense and is obviously excessively familiar to American me. Thank you for putting my stuff in a bracket with Blake’s. You managed to see ‘A Coupla White Faggots Sitting Around Talking’, very cool. Taylor Mead was godlike. Still is, I guess. He wrote a really wonderful book in the late 60s called ‘Taylor Mead on Amphetamine and in Europe’ if you ever get the chance to read it. ** Steve, It’s rough: the bull torturing. Avoid in that case. Interestingly directed film though. Most of it. The Fakir Musafar documentary was co-produced by one of ‘Room Temperature’s’ co-producers, Luka Fisher. Everyone, Go read Steve’s thoughts on the queer film contingent at the great and recently concluded Prismatic Ground Film Festival here. Hugs and good luck with that heavy phone call. ** Nicholas., Yum is a good reaction. Well, I did completely forget about the sigil for, like, 15 years until I accidentally found a note that re-filled me in, so it had a long time to work. Get some sleep or a nap or whatever is appropriate. ** catachrestic, Thanks, pal. I don’t think I know Claude Shannon, but, if that’s the case, I will find him and deposit him in my bank to some degree. Tastefulness is something that one needs to grasp and then fiddle with somewhat aggressively yet with intricacy, I guess I would say? ** Okay. I decided to do a kind of solo, general post about my very favorite writer Mr. Maurice Blanchot. Do with it what you will. See you tomorrow.

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