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JR Pfeiffer
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OCEANS OF TRUTH IN THE SUMMER OF LOVE

It’s 1967 in San Francisco. Phoebe Noguchi works as a freelance photographer; Janey Cragg plays electric piano in an avant-garde jazz quartet.

When they meet, a flame is kindled. And then… things start to happen.
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At Ocean Beach after today’s protest against U.S. war crimes in Venezuela.

The sky is no less turbulent than our outrage!
Fractal-like patterns in a turbulent sky, as dusk approaches. Will we act?
January 4, 2026 at 12:56 AM
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Now more than ever!
miasma how do we shatter the stasis box . . . the miasmatic complacency . . . am i really just a pillar of salt . . . or flesh and blood and heart and brain and bone?
January 3, 2026 at 5:32 PM
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Shoulder to shoulder, side by side,
Together we rise!

SURROUND THE WHITE HOUSE!
SATURDAY 12/13 • 2PM
All They Have… All they have is brutality and lies. Bluster, innuendo. Fear. All we have is heart, and hope; Outrage, resolve, creativity; Clear-eyed reason, gumption— Here, in the reality-based community, All we have… is each other.
December 13, 2025 at 8:55 AM
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Yearning to end the
Trump fascist regime?

SURROUND THE WHITE HOUSE!
SATURDAY 12/13 • 2PM
Yearning As we confront the fascist regime, We uncover and reveal The deepest layers of our own humanity— The most precious thing we have. It’s always been there, Waiting to be seen, hoping to be needed. And now it’s newly refreshing itself, As we clear away decades of cobwebs and dust.
December 13, 2025 at 8:06 AM
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The Heart of our Humanity Walls erected, year after year… hemming us in. And those who have cast off the good of the intellect Jeer down upon us from the summit of those walls, Chanting—ranting—“Abandon all hope!” This chatter contends with the shrieks from below— Of those ensnared in the basements of Hell. How long will the chattering daze us? How long will we shut out the shrieks? How long till we notice that only our wits And only our own two hands Can topple these walls that rein us in? These walls that foreclose the radiant dance of us—THE MANY—in all our variegation. These walls obscuring the sobering truth: No matter our nation or station, Humanity’s heart beats as one.
December 11, 2025 at 6:17 PM
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This is the heart of our humanity!

SURROUND THE WHITE HOUSE!
SATURDAY 12/13 • 2PM
December 11, 2025 at 6:15 PM
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Imagination makes us human.
Fascism slams the door on it.

The time has come for…
The Fall of the Trump Fascist Regime
Beginning November 5, 2025
Washington, DC

Info: @refusefascism.bsky.social
A poster that says in bright orange type, as well as type that is pale yellow and some that is white: 11-05 11 AM NATIONAL MALL WASHINGTON MONUMENT TRUMP MUST GO NOW! The poster has a mauve background with two blocks of text repeated over and over again running down the page and arrayed in three columns. In bright pink type that looks like it was written with an old-fashioned quill pen, it says “IMAGINATION makes us human.” Above that phrase, washed out brown typewriter type says “FASCISM slams the door on”, as if fascism is slamming the door on our collective imagination. Which it does.
October 16, 2025 at 4:55 AM
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Post a book you love from the 1970s.
July 13, 2025 at 6:11 PM
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I just read about the concentration camp they’re building in Florida—the one they call Alligator Alcatraz.

These fascists almost seem to be competing to see who can be the most like an evil wizard from a fairytale.

On that note, here’s “The Hollow Throne”

#trumpmustgonow #trumpmustgo #nokings
The Hollow Throne: Part 1 The Hollow Throne Once upon a time, the land of Begonia flourished, and all was well. And then, one day, a mysterious storm ravaged the capital, proceeding at once to the countryside, destroying the people’s crops. A wizard appeared in the midst of the storm, and demanded the fealty of the Begonians, on pain of further destruction. Seeing no alternative, they yielded. But a handful among them said, “No!” The wizard erected a castle, where once their parliament stood. He built himself a golden throne, encrusted with diamonds and emeralds. The Hollow Throne: Part 2 But the throne itself was hollow inside. The wizard had brought an army of myrmidons, each more menacing than the last. And the people cowered in fear. But a handful among them said, “No!” There being no crops, the people lacked food. Yet the myrmidons demanded immediate tribute. “The wizard must fill up his hollow throne with sapphires and rubies and more. Yield us your produce, ye ne’er-do-wells, or you’ll live no longer!” “But we have naught,” they cried. “What would you have us do?” The Hollow Throne: Part 3 “Too bad, ye scurvy dogs and knaves. You’ll wish that you did have something to give, once we’re through with you.” But a handful among them said, “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” And this time, at the sound of their shout, more of the folk lost their fear, “No,” they cried out, joining in with the handful. “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” The myrmidons brandished their spears and their swords and raised them high in the air. But this time, the rest of the crowd arose: “Get out,” they said, “Get out!” The Hollow Throne: Part 4 Suddenly, they cried as one, “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” And then, as they were chanting this, the people saw the myrmidons freeze. The beady eyes of each myrmidon glazed. Every cruel jaw went slack. “Get out! Get out! Go away! Go away! No! No! No! Out you must go!” One by one, the myrmidons twisted, turning slowly away from the crowd. And then, all at once, the bejeweled throne, the hollow throne encrusted with stones, swallowed the wizard and sucked in his minions, and the wizard’s destruction receded.
June 30, 2025 at 12:36 AM
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The Hollow Throne: Part 4
Suddenly, they cried as one, “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” And then, as they were chanting this, the people saw the myrmidons freeze. The beady eyes of each myrmidon glazed. Every cruel jaw went slack. “Get out! Get out! Go away! Go away! No! No! No! Out you must go!” One by one, the myrmidons twisted, turning slowly away from the crowd. And then, all at once, the bejeweled throne, the hollow throne encrusted with stones, swallowed the wizard and sucked in his minions, and the wizard’s destruction receded.
June 28, 2025 at 2:51 AM
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The Hollow Throne: Part 3
“Too bad, ye scurvy dogs and knaves. You’ll wish that you did have something to give, once we’re through with you.” But a handful among them said, “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” And this time, at the sound of their shout, more of the folk lost their fear, “No,” they cried out, joining in with the handful. “No! No! No! Out you must go! Go away! Go away! Get out! Get out!” The myrmidons brandished their spears and their swords and raised them high in the air. But this time, the rest of the crowd arose: “Get out,” they said, “Get out!”
June 28, 2025 at 2:50 AM
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The Hollow Throne: Part 2
But the throne itself was hollow inside. The wizard had brought an army of myrmidons, each more menacing than the last. And the people cowered in fear. But a handful among them said, “No!” There being no crops, the people lacked food. Yet the myrmidons demanded immediate tribute. “The wizard must fill up his hollow throne with sapphires and rubies and more. Yield us your produce, ye ne’er-do-wells, or you’ll live no longer!” “But we have naught,” they cried. “What would you have us do?”
June 28, 2025 at 2:49 AM
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The Hollow Throne: Part 1
Once upon a time, the land of Begonia flourished, and all was well. And then, one day, a mysterious storm ravaged the capital, proceeding at once to the countryside, destroying the people’s crops. A wizard appeared in the midst of the storm, and demanded the fealty of the Begonians, on pain of further destruction. Seeing no alternative, they yielded. But a handful among them said, “No!” The wizard erected a castle, where once their parliament stood. He built himself a golden throne, encrusted with diamonds and emeralds.
June 28, 2025 at 2:47 AM
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24 Minutes Past Sunset: Homage to Manzanar
[Toyo Miyatake, Hand and Barbed Wire (c. 1944)]
A cellphone lock screen displays a photo of an exhibition copy of Toyo Miyatake’s black-and-white photograph Hand and Barbed Wire taken at an exhibit of memorabilia from the World War II–era Japanese concentration camps in the United States of America. Miyatake’s photo shows a guard tower and barbed wire at the perimeter of the Manzanar concentration camp. In his photo, a hand holds a pair of wire cutters, poised as if to cut the barbed wire, so the people inside can escape to their freedom. The lock screen has four round widgets, the rightmost of which indicates that sunset occurred at 5:31 pm. The date and time appear in prominent type near the top of the screen, indicating that it is 5:55 (pm) on Friday, January 31.
February 1, 2025 at 7:24 AM