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Maria Damon and Michelle Greenblatt
Jim Leftwich and Michelle Greenblatt
Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt

A Visual Conversation on Michelle Greenblatt's ASHES AND SEEDS with Stephen Harrison, Monika Mori | MOO, Jonathan Penton and Michelle Greenblatt

Letters for Michelle: with work by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen, Jeffrey Side, Larry Goodell, mark hartenbach, Charles J. Butler, Alexandria Bryan and Brian Kovich

Visual Poetry by Reed Altemus
Poetry by Glen Armstrong
Poetry by Lana Bella
A Eulogic Poem by John M. Bennett
Elegic Poetry by John M. Bennett
Poetry by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
A Eulogy by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Joel Chace
A Spoken Word Poem and Visual Art by K.R. Copeland
A Eulogy by Alan Fyfe
Poetry by Win Harms
Poetry by Carolyn Hembree
Poetry by Cindy Hochman
A Eulogy by Steffen Horstmann
A Eulogic Poem by Dylan Krieger
An Elegic Poem by Dylan Krieger
Visual Art by Donna Kuhn
Poetry by Louise Landes Levi
Poetry by Jim Lineberger
Poetry by Dennis Mahagin
Poetry by Peter Marra
A Eulogy by Frankie Metro
A Song by Alexis Moon and Jonathan Penton
Poetry by Jay Passer
A Eulogy by Jonathan Penton
Visual Poetry by Anne Elezabeth Pluto and Bryson Dean-Gauthier
Visual Art by Marthe Reed
A Eulogy by Gabriel Ricard
Poetry by Alison Ross
A Short Movie by Bernd Sauermann
Poetry by Christopher Shipman
A Spoken Word Poem by Larissa Shmailo
A Eulogic Poem by Jay Sizemore
Elegic Poetry by Jay Sizemore
Poetry by Felino A. Soriano
Visual Art by Jamie Stoneman
Poetry by Ray Succre
Poetry by Yuriy Tarnawsky
A Song by Marc Vincenz

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As part of our commitment to offering great books at reasonable prices, Unlikely Books has combined Dr. Gonzo by Deb Hoag with My Hands Were Clean by Tom Bradley. Dr. Gonzo: A series of loosely related essays on equality, visibility, and modern mental health, or, How the Mental Health System Drove Me Crazy details Dr. Hoag's efforts to provide effective psychotherapy in a nation of apathetic lawmakers and actively hostile insurance companies. My Hands Were Clean tells Tom Bradley's teenaged story of working as a musician for pseudo-Mormon polygamists who conducted Alister Crowley-style sex magick rituals under their place of business.

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Tom Bradley
2010-10-14 14:14:30

Maybe this brief extract from my half of the book can answer some of the questions that agonize the portly blond man in the video--

"Come writers and critics
Who prophesize [sic] with your pen..."
(top-ten Hit Parade pop-rock anthem of a bygone era)

Ernst Junger, when nine years old, began to read the Arabian Nights, which he would come to call “this immortal gift of the magical world to the West.” Note the M-word. Stare at it long enough with the gritty eyeballs of a teen-boy on phosphorescent green blotter acid, and you will see a lower-case “k” materialize among its seven letters. What could be the reason for this?

Synchronism is the reason. On the same night, at the very moment when jailbait Junger curled up with Scheherazade, not only did the embryonic Father of LSD curl up on Frau Hofmann’s uterine wall, but the future Wickedest Man in the World curled up in the King’s Chamber of the Great Pyramid at Gizeh and got fecundated with supernal wisdom by a falcon-headed god. That very same epochal year Crowley wrote the notoriously cryptic Sword of Song, Called by Early Christians the Book of the Beast. Among its infinite convolutions and meta-para-volutions, this book contains a twenty-seven-word tercet (I’ll share it with you presently) that was to have the effect on my life of a K-turn executed at speed by a Bradley Urban Assault Vehicle...