Month: December 2005
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Gonzo: Collisions in Time
I was corporeally sandwiched between two pillars of chronology: an inept date and a deadline. Time existed neither before nor after, and with a head full of solitude there would be no time for respite in dreams of the future. Reverie died as the chronometer began ticking down. Charged with the onerous task of delivering
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Fashion & Time: The Ultimate Shoplift
All around us we hear words like “vintage”, “funky”, “retro”, and “oldschool” that are used to describe the latest trend in fashion. Isn’t that a bit of an oxymoron, though? How can vintage styles be the “latest” in mainstream clothing? It’s true, though, isn’t it?
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On Art and Excrement
Destroy, create. Consume, produce. Eat, defecate. In this culture where we continually feed off our environment, who is hungrier than the starving artist? The artist’s jaws bite, chew and break down the world, tasting and interpreting culture with sensitive palettes. In an act of cannibalism, the artist devours art, subsequently producing new art through digestive
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You Won’t Fool the Children of the Revolution
Nineteen-ninety-six was an important year for me. It was…wait! Let me start again…Let’s travel through time. When I was a young lad, I didn’t come to dinner one night when my parents called because I was playing world 8-4 on Super Mario Bros: the final castle. Killing King Koopa was more important to me than…
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TIME
Image by: Nicole Barker We’re currently living in a society where time is a valuable resource that no one seems to have enough of, or know exactly where to find some more of. We expect everything to be ready as soon as possible, to suit our personal needs. It seems someone has taken the world,
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Time and its Grip on Life
Ever wonder why, in this fast-paced democratic regime that is North America, we as free inhabitants with so many liberties prescribed to us, are, at the same time, so constrained by the boundaries of time? From the day we were born to the inevitable day of our passing, time is something that we absolutely abhor
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Time to Burn Some Books
I know some brilliant writers. I know some brilliant, talented, insightful writers. As a pointless drifter of an Arts major, I’m constantly asked about what I want to do with the rest of my life. Originally, I used to tell them the truth: I want to be a writer. “What, so like a reporter? Or
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Time Machine
How long is forever when it’s forever that we stride Along the rim of this tick (Tick ticking) bomb of time How long is the moment The moment that we live The moment where we feel alive And slam the hands that tick How long does it take It take to find this seat Where
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Take Your Time
All I want to do is make every single clock just. stop. I want to place periods after every letter and every word in order to make my life a little less hectic and a little more idle. I savour the time when nothing seems to exist except me and my writing, and the day
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Nostalgia: Missing Stories
Thinking about time is always a complicated process. It is an all encompassing concept, such a grandiose notion. Time. I automatically associate the past with nostalgia. What a strange concept “nostalgia” is. Not only the thought of it, but the feeling; that longing feeling. But I love how it is totally malleable. My problem is