Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Friday, December 11, 2009

Grave Humour: epitaph




Here rests the body of Eliza Devine
for her, life held no terrors.
Born a virgin, died a virgin....
no hits, no runs, no errors.
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8 comments:

  1. HarlequinDecember 11, 2009 at 12:44 PM

    I cannot take credit for the gist of the ideas here in this post, but their perversion is all mine :)

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  2. gerry boydDecember 11, 2009 at 1:41 PM

    funny, very funny.

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  3. PunchDecember 11, 2009 at 2:03 PM

    If only I had such, for an epitaph.

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  4. BarlinnieDecember 11, 2009 at 6:29 PM

    ....humour and talent, a winning combination in my book.

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  5. the walking manDecember 12, 2009 at 8:35 AM

    Quite good...not one I would want for me self but quite fine none the less.

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  6. Madame DeFargeDecember 12, 2009 at 4:41 PM

    Clever stuff. Very funny.

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  7. GarthDecember 13, 2009 at 4:04 AM

    supurb! give me terror anyday :D

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  8. Mariana SofferDecember 15, 2009 at 1:35 AM

    Cool man, I like the post.
    I think that if that where my epitaph I would just came back to life to be able to kill myself. Living that life would be my worst nightmare.

    Love to you dear friend

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