The Phoenix.

I posted a cut-up version a while back, but I wanted to revisit this quote in its entirety; from my favorite book:

There was a silly damn bird called a Phoenix back before Christ: every few hundred years he built a pyre and burned himself up. He must have been first cousin to Man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we're doing the same thing, over and over, but we've got one damn thing the Phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years, and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, some day we'll stop making the goddam funeral pyres and jumping into the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember, every generation.


Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451

11th Dimension.

Asian Americans directed and produced Julian Casablancas' music video for 11th Dimension. I'm a little proud.

At the end of yesterday.

I am the glue, but I am not the gun.