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jorgemorejon

Nocturnal Emissions

Sep 03, 2007 23:14

"Lo contenido pugnó, pugnó toda la noche"
That which was contained, fought, it fought all night
Antonio Jose Ponte

Virgen of Charity

There are overpasses that intersect downtown,

Underneath, there is a ghetto and no-man’s-land,

Then, there is the ocean.

Which way to go?

To Eleggua

My soul ( Read more... )

Comments 6

Masks and Tears... anonymous September 10 2007, 06:13:59 UTC

Maybe it's the desert, but my eyes have run dry.
Not one tear in two years.

Maybe I don't let myself cry.
Maybe I cry inwards.
Maybe I'm done crying...

Who can afford tears in the desert?

I looked up Dionysius.
"the Greek god of wine, represents not only the intoxicating power of wine, but also its social and beneficial influences."

This is a mask I can wear.
I can laugh and dance and sing. Among friends, I am intoxicated without a sip of wine...

But do we need the mask?
I think I want a world without masks where tears and laughter are equally acceptable.
We will all sing and cry together...
masks at our feet.

Forgot to sign my name... anonymous September 10 2007, 06:15:36 UTC

I never like to leave annonymous posts...
-Laura

Mask jorgemorejon September 20 2007, 04:53:14 UTC

I wore the “I’m done crying mask.”
I wore the I’m done trusting mask.
I wore the I‘m done loving mask.
Till one day

A brave thing... anonymous September 22 2007, 01:26:24 UTC

It is a simple act of bravery to walk around without a mask... and always worth the effort.
-Laura

Veiled and Masked Dancer anonymous September 25 2007, 03:54:14 UTC

Here's an image of a greek statue of a veiled and masked dancer. I found it in my searches for poses representing liberty, justice and freedom...

-Laura

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Re: Veiled and Masked Dancer jorgemorejon October 3 2007, 06:02:33 UTC

I think your whole body was masked and rapped in expressive paint. Your forbidden body parts were masked in words that represent law, authority and restrain. Your body as a whole became a sight for political and social action, a forum, a cactus, a fresco and a flag of hope for those who witnessed it.

It resonates with my blog entrance The Ritualized Body which I would love for you to read.