In memory of John Horton Conway.

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Turn off your mind relax and float down stream
It is not dying
It is not dying

Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void
It is shining
It is shining

Yet you may see the meaning of within
It is being
It is being

That love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing
It is knowing

That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead
It is believing
It is believing

But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not living
It is not living

Or play the game “Existence” to the end
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning

MEDICINE IS MATH
DISTANCE IS LOVE
GIFTING  IS STAY
THE FUCK AT HOME

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Mekas, Godfather of American avant-garde cinema, passed away last year. Hamidrasha Gallery recently held an exhibition of his works, and I delayed this post to after my visit. While curator Avi Lubin’s intentions are admirable, I found the setup to be brutal and somewhat disrespectful to both audience and Mekas… which may have actually been unintentionally thematic with Mekas’ “just do it” spirit!

[Scenes from the Life of Andy Warhol: Friendships and Intersections (1990)]

Only some weeks ago, I’ve added a line about Ulay and Marina to a spoken-word piece on my quest for love. Ulay, you can let go of the arrow now. Rest in peace my friend, you shall always be present.