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Artist. Poet. ᑕ¥βєяรקค¢є is my happy place. nabilsabioazadi.com

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1mo419 words

A fellow artist asked sincerely this week where the Australian arts money has gone. The short answer is that it hasn't gone anywhere. The funding regime is doing what it was designed to do: engineered and false scarcity.

Per-capita federal cultural spending fell 18.9% in real terms between 2008 and 2018 (A New Approach), and Australia now sits 26th of 33 OECD countries on culture as a share of GDP. This is not a function of constraint. Treasury still finds $16.3bn a year for fossil fuel subsidies, an...

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God Problems

The problem of the dog’s loneliness.
Take the dog to a hotel
or make him the
departmental head of the Ministry of Loneliness.

He prefers chicken to steak,
Hollywood diets, all that.
No amount of ethanol, cocaine
or dog-driven narratives
in dog-directed movies
can satisfy my hunger for home-coming.

Bone coming.

Your fingers rest on
the door handle, but
you have not yet entered
and I am barking.

1mo8 words2 replies

Where my folks from Aoteaoroa (New Zealand) at?

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Below is a Yijing reading for @jm2c about how best to approach their health this week.

tl;dr Hmm, do you like your doctor? And/or have you spent a bit too much time fixating on a single health concern, thereby compounding it?

┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ) . . . . . .

Dear @jm2c,

I asked how you should approach your health this week. A hexagram came up for you called Bi (#8) — Closely According, or Holding Together. Its image is water resting on earth: a river finding its path...

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Where all the disability folks at on ᑕ¥βєяรקค¢є?

1mo18 words6 replies

Noting how many of my favourite people sign their emails off with ‘Onwards,’ — the gang has tells!

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Hey, everyone! @Benzo is a dear friend. He’s full-stack developer who happens to love ponies and self-healing.

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My Baba just said, 'I don't think, if you are a horrible person, you can be a poet.' My Māmā replied, 'Because you are a mirror with dust on it.'

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SAINT CHURR

at this hour
the games begin
men stream off the road
wagons laden
towards motel doors

in my early days
as a teacher
i taught endurance,
a state unworn by hindrances —
not gentle rest, but self-contained
renewal.

a wholly integrated movement
in accordance with immutable
universal principles
providing nourishment
at least fairly regularly
to a prehensile sex

in a capital city
without capital

From from from
the dogs' jaws,
advertising agencies that...

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