jenna gavin

Lie for me,

Love for me,

Sing for me,

Spout it,

I’m listening.

No defense,

Unyielding is my heart,

And my ears,

And my tears,

Seething my blackest of fears,

As you choose to slice them in a song.

And it’s wrong,

And “so long” makes a beautiful song,

And I know,

And it shows that you’re not very fond

Of the love that she gave

And the life that you’d planned.

Jude is dead and no one gives a damn.

So now I have friends,

At least one,

And he sends his time

Spouting an angel-like shout.

With his screams he defends

What I’ve known and the sadness I’ve had.

And “I Cant Stop My Feet,”

And he’s dying,

And it really makes me mad…

That he’s gone,

And I’m sad that it’s done,

And the voice of a God has gone out,

All alone once again,

Never knowing the one that’d want as my friend.

And Michael Jude is dead.

Michael Jude is dead. Sorry son, sorry son, better luck, better luck, better luck, better luck…

Open your eyes.

Are you blind?

What’s the deal?

Can’t you see 

That he spoke of a love

That arrested the real?

And we feel,

And we get on our knees as we kneel,

And we beg,

And we pray for Britney Spears…

is a witch,

And a sign that the truth, it has passed.

And the wrong’s always right

But she has a nice ass,

As we pray for a taste,

And a touch,

And a tit.

Jude came and went but no one gave a shit.

No one gave a shit. Sorry son, sorry son, better luck better luck, better luck, better luck.

Bill Mollison in interview with Alan AtKisson at In Context. Permaculture: Design For Living Permaculture is more than a new way of gardening - it’s a sustainable way to live on planet Earth

An Interview With Bill Mollison, by Alan AtKisson

(via protoslacker)

This is such a good read.

There’s no other book about design for living. Don’t you think that’s eerie? I mean, how can we possibly expect to survive if we don’t design what we’re doing to be bearable?

Another thing I find extremely eerie is that when people build a house, they almost exactly get it wrong. They don’t just get it partly wrong, they get it dead wrong. For example, if you let people loose in a landscape and tell them to choose a house site, half of them will go sit on the ridges where they’ll die in the next fire, or where you can’t get water to them. Or they’ll sit in all the dam sites. Or they’ll sit in all the places that will perish in the next big wind.

But then, at least half of every city is wrong. From latitude 30 degrees to latitude 60, say, you’ve got to have the long axis of the house facing the sun. If the land is cut up into squares, that makes half of all houses wrong if they face the road. Even houses way in the country, and way off the road, face the bloody road. And from there, you just go wronger all the way.

Let’s get back to permaculture. What’s your current best definition of it?