Monday, October 05, 2009

 

2009-09-13 white69


2009-09-13 white69, originally uploaded by mquest foto.


Tuesday, June 30, 2009

 

image-3


image-3, originally uploaded by mquest foto.


Tuesday, March 31, 2009

 

Mquest Lost His Job


Mquest Lost His Job, originally uploaded by mquest foto.


Sunday, January 18, 2009

 

How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun

Max knows.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=QfTDqHbwVZQ

When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Brixton

The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell

You see, he feels like Ivan
BORN under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come

You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-the guns of Brixton

When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
And even shoot us
But oh- the guns of Brixton

Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game was survivin'
As in heaven as in hell

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton


The Clash


Saturday, January 17, 2009

 

New World? or more of the same?

In 1983 The band X released this song "new world". Not a thing has changed the plea still remains the same. The Lyrics:

"honest to goodness the bars werent open this morning they must have been voting for a new president of something do you have a quarter?" i said yes because i did honest to goodness the tears have been falling all over the countrys face it was better before before they voted for whats his name this is suppose to be the new world flint ford auto mobil alabama windshield wiper buffalo new york gary indiana don't forget the motor city baltimore and d.c. now all we need is don't forget the motor city this was suppose to be the new world all we need is money just give us what you can spare twenty or thirty pounds of potatoes or twenty of thirty beers a turkey on thanks giving like alms for the poor all we need are the necessities and more it was better before they voted for what his name this is suppose to be the new world don't forget the motor city this was suppose to be the new world.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=lywkR0RN_U4

It was true for the that clown Ronald Reagan and still is true. Change? We bail out the banks and talk about IOU's for the people. Change must be real.


Monday, May 05, 2008

 

live at the ramones show


Sunday, November 11, 2007

 

Flickr: Photos from mquest foto

Flickr: Photos from mquest foto

Blogged with Flock


Thursday, July 05, 2007

 

waiting for orders


waiting for orders, originally uploaded by mquest foto.

Give me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling.
Walt Whitman

**************

“All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and your are the mirror.”

Kahlil Gibran


 

Flickr

This is a test post from flickr, a fancy photo sharing thing.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

 

2 months of Chemo

2 months of chemo nearly killed me. I am back to work and sleepy all the time.

I just hope my taste buds come back soon.

Good Night

 

wave and say hi


wave and say hi, originally uploaded by mquest foto.

Grandpa and Mquest Jr

What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own unique potentiality for experience, something that never has been and never could have been experienced by anyone else.
Joseph Campbell


 

sudden


sudden, originally uploaded by mquest foto.

Marriage brings one into fatal connection with custom and tradition, and traditions and customs are like the wind and weather, altogether incalculable.
Soren Kierkegaard


Wednesday, August 02, 2006

 

C is for cookie and other things

A flurry of doctor appointments await me. 6 weeks of chemotherapy should start in about a week and a half. Next week I will go to a orientation for the chemotherapy process. The good news in they think this is 95% curable with a 15% chance of coming back later in life. The odds do not seem all that bad.

I will post more later.

(do not worry I have all types of fun observations to discuss about this process)

Sunday, July 30, 2006

 

Test post

With a black circle of coffee

 

I have a lot of reading to do


I have a lot of reading to do, originally uploaded by mquest foto.

Every silver lining's got a
Touch of grey

I will get by / I will get by
I will get by / I will survive

Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
(My new mantra)


Sunday, June 18, 2006

 

Flickr

This is a test post from flickr, a fancy photo sharing thing.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

 

My creation


My creation
Originally uploaded by mquest foto.


 


Originally uploaded by mquest foto.


 

My creation
Originally uploaded by mquest foto.


Monday, March 20, 2006

 


Originally uploaded by mquest foto.
he gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
Albert Camus
(Thankfully children do not see it as labor.)

Sunday, March 19, 2006

 


Originally uploaded by mquest foto.
The smallest minority on the earth is the individual
Mike Quest AKA Mquest

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