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01.
Khanate - Khanate,
2001 Vinyl LP Album Limited Edition
Southern Lord, Southern Lord - SUNN14LP, sunn14LP
02.
Khanate - Khanate,
2001 CD Album
Southern Lord - SUNN14
03.
Khanate - Things Viral,
2003 Vinyl LP, Vinyl 12" 45 RPM, All Media Album
Load Records, Load Records - load055, LOAD055
04.
Khanate - No Joy (Remix),
2003 Vinyl 12" 45 RPM
Load Records, Load Records - LOAD49, load049
05.
Khanate - Capture & Release,
2005 CD
Hydra Head Records - hh666-87
06.
Khanate - Capture & Release,
2005 Vinyl LP Picture Disc Limited Edition
Trust No One Recordings - Trustno 28
07.
Khanate - It's Cold When Birds Fall From The Sky,
2005 CD Limited Edition
ARCHIVE - archive13
08.
Khanate - Clean Hands Go Foul,
2009 CD Album, DVD Limited Edition
Hydra Head Records - HH666-173, HH666-173-9
09.
Khanate - Live Montreal 07/07/2002
zerrecorded
10.
Khanate - Live WNYU
My uncle committed suicide today.
Genechèvre, que tes organes se liquéfient.
Remove brackets and unzip: [no joy]
!ZER Khanate ZER!
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Oh geez, I'm sorry to hear that L! Condolences to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for your loss...
ReplyDeleteSorry
ReplyDeleteI performed knee-jerk behavior scrutinizing the suicide of a
ReplyDeletefamily member, assembling and disassembling imagery inspired
by fragments of memory, sensory and spiritual sentimentality.
Fortunately for me, by virtue of inescapable daily chronic
pain, I already held the best answer I may ever know.
I continue to grasp clarity enduring decades of repetition
through cascades of personal suffering with prognosis unchanged.
At my best plateau I can not remember my worst. At my worst
plateau I can not remember my best. I condense the analysis
into one sentence:
"I can never know the suffering of others because I can not
retain full recollection of my own."
In this wisdom, if it is wisdom, I respond to individual
judgment of suicide with suspicion, and collective judgment of
suicide with contempt.
There is no separateness.
With empathy,
Woodchuck Pirate aka Raymond J Raupers Jr
I hope, you are getting through that. I think, I know how do you feel. Years ago I went through similar experience. It changed my view on life from the basics.
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear that fella, never fun :(
ReplyDeletei'm sorry for you my friend
ReplyDeletecome here and get completely drunk with me, whenever you want
Damn Zer.
ReplyDeleteSorry about your news. I too am dealing with death at the moment, sucks...
Take a well deserved break and come back and see us when you're ready.
Cheers Brutha.
Sorry about your loss. Be well.
ReplyDelete@Anonymous/Woodchuck Pirate:
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your thoughts. Another individual's experience is not for me to judge as an outsider, which ultimately I am no matter how close I may be to the individual by biological relation, or any relation. As you so eloquently describe, I may be an outsider to myself at times due to the emotional fluctuations we humans endure. Makes it pretty illegitimate to cast judgement upon another as a result. Thanks for your post.
kingpossum,
DeleteThank you for identifying common ground.
Fractured thin ice, perforated by water, shifting under steps and leaps, where whispers once called me child.
And the child remains, unchanged, looking through form, at form, not form.
The story judges and prepares to be judged, tracing form, not life, but the art of living.
True self arises as ego dies; ego never lives.
Biology, universal promise of inevitable rescue by death, resurrects ego, casting endless stories of envy.
Across the ice, biology offers perceptions of form, while the ego lies, offering choice of prison and prisoners.
True self arises as ego dies; ego never lives.
Life (existence) can not be separated from itself.
There is no separateness.
With empathy,
Woodchuck Pirate aka Raymond J Raupers Jr USA
I'm sorry to hear that. Hope you and your family can overcome this soon. Be strong, man.
ReplyDeleteperfect post
ReplyDeletethat DEAD video is hard to forget