Notes from the underground . . .

Netcafé was amazing, our attempt at 'Occupying the Internet' made an impact. This despite somewhat clumsy beginnings.

I took photographs while walking throughout New York City, where the Occupy movement is both overt and covert.

Where "we come in peace" was the resounding message, even from "corporate America" (check out Facebook page, for fun GAP marketing that alludes to what is often called female graffiti, yarn bombing ---> & #thank.the.fuck.god.all.we.need.is.more.violence.00110011. How's that for binary code?

Jessica Mazza and myself began at 11:11 am . . . & wrote text poems//and began a photo exchange. Some photographs and a screen cap . . .

A small rainbow for Shanita, who like candle light vigil will always burn bright.

We never made it to Occupy Wall Street. But that seemed fitting for a physician who worked his way to the top . . . and isn't a man of politics persay, but we did find ourselves in heated discussion over the Rockerfellers and Diego Rivera.

The civil rights movement was not lost in Harlem, where the renaissance is perpetual.
#Harlem= Human (Re)volution.

legolandia, not fordlandia

Melanie Hanson, like the young divorcé to re-purpose her engagement ring// i.e. (rock)ed some texts from last night . . .

Melanie e-mails a poem:




Heather McShane sent a little reminder to come up for a breath of air every so often, preventing world class drownings one Thank You at a time.