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.


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

  2. If only I had such, for an epitaph.

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

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

  5. 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