11.29.2010

Twin Peaks -.

Laura Palmer from the David Lynch "Twin Peaks" Series
You told me
to hold your hand
in the strangeness of that night
i saw a struggle in that gesture
just because of all that darkness
--------You said to follow you
across the land
of the unknown mountain path
i saw a deadly paved streed in front of me
and nowhere to run
and nowhere to escape from
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You tied so hard that rope
against my heart that night
squeezing my blooded veins
you set me free
-----------------------------------------------For love is blind
of what we want to say
during these dark hours of
our last togetherness
And now|
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the Twin Peaks mountain
is all there is to search for
my marks to find
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------But now where am I? search for you wont find my love
you are the one who killed us first
with those hands of your own skin
And what if you didnt use a rope,?
or a knife or another inventing of our times
to announce the ending of me?
you still left me there dead
lying on my own daily deathbed alone for years on end

- Garia August

11.21.2010

- Havana Moon Nautilus


Drawing from a Jules Verne book

I look at the Havana Moon tonight and all I see is the complete finite world of Verne's Nautilus.

The image of a ship, so important in Verne's mythology is not simply a symbol of departure; it is at a deeper level, the emblem of closure. An inclination for ships always means the joy of perfectly enclosing oneself, of having at hand the greatest possible number of objects, and having at one's disposal an absolutely finite space. A ship according to Verne is first a habitat before being a means of transport and the moon tonight is first a space of completion before being a space of exploration.

11.16.2010

- 100 Freewoman Street

100 Freeman Street, Greenpoint, NY, 2008

100 Freewoman street. -

I saw that door again
it looked at me
with its heavy look of steel
Open I ordered
Let me in
I walked up the same stairs
the steps smelled like a memory that was erasen
the steps smelled like a memory that
cries out to be new again

I walked the same corridor
passed the wood factory
and found new life
at the cat cow studio

And suddenly I turned to the right
my eye made a hole through the walls
of
102
to
103
to
104
was it 104?
i cant remember

i saw through
walls of broken lives
walls of others
walls that are not ours anymore

the promise is still there
in the sounds of those walls
"This house I made for us"

its just getting nice outside
Look at the Moon
Feel the misty night
Monica Naam and I
we walk and talk
we walk and talk

Break the link
or keep it
Break the link
or keep it
Light
Light
More light

I forgive Me
I forgive You
You forgive Me?

You are a Free Man
and with Me
I am there, and here
here and there
Some days free
Some days far away
Some days near

Last night we
were there
I was seating on
the light green broken chair
You were seating on
the stool
Last night we
were there again
on the street naked

Me, A Freewoman
You, A Freeman
Whats left
its just
a
street -
and a
big thick
wall -

Maybe the wind breaks the wall
and we walk the street together

"For We Creatures Are the Wind "

- Garia August
Greenpoint
November 15th, 2010

11.14.2010

Salut -.


Annalisa Frob Arcando, nyc 2010

Salut, c'est encore moi e mes memoires.....
Love is the Answer




Till we meet again our good friend.....
Love is the answer

- Garia August

11.08.2010

Moment of Surrender -


Wedding Bed, October 16th, 2010 - Inn at Irving


I surrender to the emptiness of any moment
that I may have to spend without you
the emptiness of the white A4 paper
that bothers my free typewriter a night with no ink

I surrender to the emptiness of my laugh
when its not meeting a laugh thats yours

Did I tell you I surrender?
You out there,
free man
free woman
of our times

Tonight I surrender
to the time apart that makes us stronger for one another
and not hollow humans of an emotionally insecure system
that we don't belong to

Tonight I am having a moment of Surrender
to the passion that will not keep us far from each other
to that fire that will not keep us competitors of our flames

I am not asking from you
to surrender to me
I am asking from you
to surrender to yourself

I am aware of the S P A C E
that will exist if I lose you
my precious one -

- Garia August

Inspired by E. & S. J. who did surrender.

11.02.2010

-I KEEP DREAMING...

A week passed by. seven days.
only seven, but to me it felt like many more. So many things happened that stimulated my thinking during the past week; I learnt that a good support system like a mentor or a teacher can be a system that is not perfect. That has fears of its own. It can be a system that is temporary.

As I was wondering how I would continue this project without the support of my mentor; I wrote down in a paper how i would like my life to be after this project is complete and has real published roots in a book format.

I even went further deep in my thoughts tonight as I was watching live at the Apollo Theater the New York Times Best Seller Author; David Sedaris; reading in front of a crowd that was deeply allured by the styles and voices of his funny and satiric litterature and I imagined myself and my two heteronyms reading live at the Apollo Theater as well one day.

When I walked back home, I tried to open the video that my very good friend Leslie Kobrin prepared from my last weeks' celebration at Anyway Cafe. I had difficulty opening it the past days but tonight I managed to open it and see Maria, Garia and Eidothea reading in front of their friends; in front of their support system.

Maybe one day they will also read live at the Apollo Theater and Blue Velvet will also be there to sing.....maybe...........................................................................................................................For the time being this past week proved to me that WE HAVE TO CONTINUE DREAMING no matter what happens and we should NEVER GIVE UP no matter what the challenges are!
Every day is part of the journey till we find our own Ithaki...

Hope you enjoy the below video with the reading from the 1st year Celebration


D.X.G.