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a Time Machine I am on the #2 uptown subway, the express line that goes directly from Times Square to 72nd Street and then on to 96th. Hurtling through time and space, faster and faster. Suddenly everything goes black. The train comes to a dead halt in the middle of the tunnel. I sit there…
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from my book, ‘PLAY’ Some people on the ward were real psychos, and I don’t mean the patients. Psych wards attract them, the way police departments attract the best criminal minds. (If you want a good description of the phenom, try Jean Genet’s classic, The Thief’s Journal.) Mine was Dr. P******* R******* – I wish…
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from my book, ‘PLAY’ Therapy? Psycho-therapy, of course, is out of the question. The Holy Grail is “monotherapy” – a once or twice a day dose of a single medication that will adequately “treat” your “condition” without having to resort to an increasingly lethal combination of psychotropic substances that may boost the effectiveness of the…
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from my book, ‘PLAY’ One day, I ask my (new) roomie if he wants to contribute anything to the play I am writing. I took down the following spontaneous dictation, as he lay on his bed. Know/No Letter from John [his own title, after I read it back to him]: Bunched in a box in…
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from my book, ‘PLAY’ The ward is full of interesting people. A few are even on the staff. But most are members of the Bipolar Bear Club. Like my friend Tracy, with whom I still correspond on occasion. Tracy might just be the most creative person I’ve ever met, and I’ve met my fair share…
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from my book, ‘PLAY’ The entrance. Two angels with flaming swords are on either side (nurses, smoking, coffee cups in hand), as I walk between them. One is saying to the other, “Jesus! This place is SO fucked up! I don’t know if I can work here any more.” And that was even before the…
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Where is it? Once upon a time, in 1662, to be more specific, it was located in the pineal gland, a small pea-sized bit of matter that sits in the mid-brain. It’s unique among all the other structures of the brain, in that it’s unique. There is only one pineal gland, whereas there are two…
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Alvin Ailey, choreographer • Chantal Akerman, filmmaker • Edwin “Buzz” Aldrin, astronaut • Alexander the Great, king • Sherman Alexie, writer • Hans Christian Andersen, writer • Ann-Margaret, actress • Adam Ant, musician • Diane Arbus, photographer • Antonin Artaud, writer • Honoré de Balzac, writer • Azealia Banks, rap singer • Samuel Barber, composer…
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A dear friend of mine and I have been having an email exchange about this problem we both have, about finishing stuff. P is a filmmaker too, as I used to be, a long time ago. P (he won’t let me use his name) had been working for a long long long time on a…
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Hologram Performance by Chief Keef Is Shut Down by Police. According to the article, a rap-singer, with outstanding arrest warrants related to charges of child support, cannot appear at a public concert, and has had himself “holographically” inserted into a live performance. How? Apparently via a video projected on stage using a modern version of…
The History Nobody Knows 