Our World: On A Surrealism Mode
Our world is on a surrealistic mode: the skew-whiff political waltz tuning lieflies; the vulgar dancing farts of the disabled mind, circling in its most physical, emotional, magical trapeze stance; the craze virgin-seeker fanatics, laying thousands of stiff corpses; while the populace dream of bank millions via bitcoin craze, serving their dining table with empty cans. __ Ahhhhhhhhh… what “a tangle web we weave, the first time we try to deceive.” Meanwhile, our field of arts have their Art Masters: the painters, musicians, poets, writers, dancers, designers, musicians, singers… present individual creations: expressing imaging sounding of pieces magnifique… publish award sell… but not to miss the clock-fighting arenas… crab-kissing biting each other! by _ade c.
Museum of World Footprints Artists Net presents:
A beautiful surreal painting art exhibit by Isagani Punzalan Carlos, a Pilipino artist, presented by Creative Team: Caesar Sario, Turs Simsuangco, Lara Conteuse, Ma Fe Simsuangco. Everyone is invited to see the exhibit… it’s here on FB June 2-July 2, 2018
The surrealist painting by Isagani Punzalan Carlos as poetise by ade caparas manilah
“let me be”
flower floats its freedom
a button switch
lazer its petal smoothies
glorifying its flesh
ecstatic erupting butterflies
while envious gliding fish
and monstrous pests wait
soon… it withers
a driftwood waits to sand! by:_ade caparas manilah
SURREALISM OF LIFE: by: DR. JS Anand
Philosophique Poética De-Anand
Poet Philosopher Author Writer Publisher
Real and Surreal… Unreal… real… Factual… or Virtual… Imaginary or whimsical… fact and fiction… Reality and dream… All these states of mind are layers of human consciousness… Man tries to make sense of this life… But life cannot be comprehended in straight language… it is not a linear happening… Man is not a mechanical process… Physics is inadequate… So is metaphysics… For there are states like Pataphysics which verge on extreme… And lap and overlap with insanity. From real to insane… these are states of human mind… which pose a challenge to litterateurs to comprehend human reality… For which camera has to be twisted and tilted so that meaning could be made out existence.
KNOWN AND THE UNKNOWN (a surreal poetry by Dr Jernail S Anand)
The Unknown once beckoned to me
What you want?
Surprised.. I started rummaging my thoughts
I opened up the wish boxes
And tried to locate the best.
Not this. Not that.
What If I say… give me this
Just as I was trying to articulate
A lightning struck
Fool… You are defining your boundaries
And I stopped searching.
I looked up and said
I have no wishes.
Grant what you think best.
And I felt through my nerves
A sweeping feel of
Joy peace and satisfaction.
Dr J S Aanand All rights reserved @2017
“Freedom Of Love” by: Andre Breton
My wife with the hair of a wood fire
With the thoughts of heat lightning
With the waist of an hourglass
With the waist of an otter in the teeth of a tiger
My wife with the lips of a cockade and of a bunch of stars of the last magnitude
With the teeth of tracks of white mice on the white earth
With the tongue of rubbed amber and glass
My wife with the tongue of a stabbed host
Deepa Chandran Ram
Professor Artist Poet Writer Musician Singer Choreographer
A baby asleep in the earth’s mantle,
unable to be born,
It bickers with machine hands
and is entwined by tree’s venules.
surreal poem: by Deepa Chandran Ram
ade caparas manilah
Dotism Journal Publishing
Artist Designer Poet Writer Philosopher
“my song” ( surreal art piece interpreted}
my lips… my lips
so moist so moist for you
my eyes… my eyes
i close to pray
you would be there for me.
a dance… a dance
hugging me tight
our bed… our bed
blanket of song.
the night is gold
lovely as I wait
for you… for yOU!
A DOTISM Journal presentation by ade caparas manilah
sunday 2:58am 10 jun 2018 sydney nsw australia