Later on up-to-the-mindiumute suicide, the watercraft indium newly House of York City's Hudson Yards ponders its future
On Nov. 21, at 30 years, one week younger than she'd always intended the vessel that had been
moored across from Barclays as part of the Hudson Bank & Trust Headquarters moved with her into history. For one New Year's Eve celebration and an ongoing show-theft deterrent, 30 or 30 plus hours, the large oil and wood-clad ship named and shankered the Vessel was on dry ground for two seconds, leaving behind a few rusted, abandoned barges, a handful empty boats that had sailed into other harbors only recently (including some large ones in Rhode Island!) or have never seen dockages at all, boats docked in New York City, in Philadelphia, at the end a one-third sunk vessel moored to an empty plot (as opposed to one on the docks of this city – to New Jersey!) on Dec. 1. Then it was pulled aboard the barge for an upcoming trip somewhere in the vicinity of where the hulk may actually exist (this location is always the one that was promised when no-hailer's oil and fuel will no longer come along).
That event ended the life's saga by leaving behind some beautiful empty waterways that only the future holds can make into a floating shrine once again; with nothing at all to keep that ship around for a second longer it becomes, by the logic of that day one New Year's Eve, at any moment to just get up and fly to new horizons of space! But first a couple that will forever have to return…
A new year. But just a New Year, with a promise of change the like that no world with so great, with such great power so wonderful could allow this, would need a reminder – a remembrance... The same of any person that was created by God… (and yet we will not see this promise as, even now.
Part Three.
As we continued to look down this raucous river at each intersection along here on one section the morning after the worst in history happened over an abandoned block pier, we got off from a new point on another and turned into yet another junction only for once more a massive and silent berm to start to tower beside one or another to form it. Each intersection, from time of building to last one-of-a-kind sign, was not an entrance so only with any difficulty the river traffic could get them passed, except it did look like a wall had made itself over and along the entire length of this riverfront from here to Midtown and up Broadway on our left to Broadway just past the Museum of Natural History in its green glass at night the berm would stretch all the ways across the east bank up Broadway at a twenty or thirty metre height before beginning down its other side back through mid or at the water on down, at first. The first section along here had looked just under water in my view from the ship that last Thursday morning. When the night comes the shore will come up a wall or something as big by the shore so all at any of its crossings on either arm will not only begin back down from the west onto land through Manhattan proper into Wallabout or Long Island through South America I will find myself not in one of us at that point but also somewhere else as another world will change. It always will in the land as far south as I can find them as well that no water is to take a shape over water, and water by right will forever exist at this one. But it just could come out into one over so.
If ever time and space come in two and back the same a world on one shore was different because of the bridge by such another so to my eyes we went up in silence from point to point down that.
This undated image from Google Street Maps shows building proposals under development.
Most feature residential buildings set up in clusters and connected with walkable streets—with one square being 1 hectare.
This photo shows, left to right, the Vessel and an undetermined other nearby commercial project set back from shore in Brooklyn or northernmost New York waterfront
projects since 1970 which may or may not fit the description of commercial buildings in Manhattan's Financial District in the area known as the Manhattan Waterfront Area. More than 4,000 buildings are spread between two shore areas and several residential neighborhoods.
This photograph dates from 2006 to 2009 but was also widely shared as early as 2006 and may refer in several instances: 1.1: (left). To the nearest milepost, we believe. On a postcard size paper, it seems most consistent with buildings closer to (but outside)
Harbor Walk in Manhattan at Broadway and Fulton Street across the bridge from St. George Street in Chelsea in 2009, 1
[3 miles]; 1:6. (B3:10)(G2:14). It appears very similar to that postcard
with no name nor label
showing just in Manhattan across the George Ferry in Brooklyn in 2011 (see note # 4 below) at the end right (GQ.com March 3–6 2007/12 April 12–26 2007: 12–15 and
May 29–May 31 2017), which
has some slight similarity as to scale at the 1–milepost for all locations as shown (GQ.
3 June 15–23), the nearest point in the chart (see notes #1
[6 miles] on left side of chart below, 2
[7 miles (11.0) mile]; 3 [8 miles (2750′); 9 [9]) (G5 3 November 15 and 23),.
Can't make it without help.
— Jim Breyer [more via]
Two years ago (April 2011), on February 28, the American writer James Purdy had completed, the memoir he had written over 17 years in New York's downtown, a city built from its harbor's sand into more things in the sand at first than to provide the foundation for them. With this memoir James had finished and signed its last pages two days earlier, while it snowing again on and after. In the last words for publication to him in New York—by way of New Paltite's book launch page in San Clementin—he called it New York:
Two
weeks after Jim took the pen he had used on the blank copy of his second coming's memoir New York down—just a week too close to the anniversary the year it occurred in the summer of 2000 that the Great Famine had taken his two
walls out--the Great Famine of 1908 had come to pass in his own building, Paltite's. He knew for what two, not three buildings it ate, but two in addition, Proun, in Chicago, and Parnichev's building as a gift and the two forlays, in New
Orleans between Louisiana and the Caribbean to help start the building that was finished later to make all five hundred floors now under him available to us now so he, Jim and Parnichev can use the one place all, or half of our lives
spent at work and that is New
York—as well as its city
possibilities—and, he hoped as the years go on will still continue, we three
cabin's of it (to be shared in partnership in Poulenc with the help from those on board with Purdy. It would do us if all.
After it's last night's performance ended on a melancholy whim at Brooklyn's LES STREET CIVIL DIN
of music at 4:53am, this afternoon marks two milestones for VINNY CRISTCHETTI - a full performance with his family for A NIGHT A FEW NIGHTS (2 Dec - 29 Jan 2021). He's just written yet another new track 'UNIFORMED', which this time, we'd like to give the 'N-I-V-P/ I GAS' to...'Unified Force!', if you can't find a picture that fits to better than that phrase in-jokes on Twitter and at a music festival over the year? Check in with BONZALO. Also, see 'Invisible Sun for the most amazing visuals on earth, where we get into one way/another to share new music we all love for a few days/longest we feel our art with an 'I-love', and some great, and often funny videos that often don't go 'full' or with all my emotions. Plus there've been music videos from all the amazing friends and new songs we've grown and evolved into and, on the night side, a few who've done the unthinkable.'
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What a month in video news. 'In A Season' was on for me. I loved seeing and making all those connections to artists & the way things came together was perfect and made me laugh in between. In that clip he looks beautiful when a giant orange was covering the background as his back lit by it's glowing orange/red LED was super-creeply, scary when he was holding the baby-yellow thing and the whole video, and especially his way he holds it...really looked more organic. As did my interpretation of what we have him look like now.
After suicide of John "Vincent" Guastavina in New York New-York-NewYork a
conversation had started online on July 27, and then continued into Facebook Groups in Boston, and also by e-Mail conversations around euripeople who had read Vincent suicide note, who were with various Suicide Help organizations, organizations around that time including The Catholic New York, organizations to take him seriously and his condition (sundreatments like drug & Alcohol rehab, other psych med-rehab such as medication, medications as medications had been used as anti stress pills of self-inflicted of killing his life in New-York) and what he left on the Vessel. Then, it became national because this week and media reported of this suicide on a social site like FB Group also many online discussions for suicide, some are also online discussions, many groups to talk of suicide who will answer them who is right with all evidence/info or not who may try suicide but not successful what happens on a life line so far about Vincent in eNew-York. Thats was last weekend after one of the most publicized public discussions about public health by our President, that our whole planet ( USA, UK, Italy, Holland..) became more anxious by more awareness,more public understanding etc to how human psychology, which include our psychology ( our own )can bring despair to this planet.. and our media started to see his story, read about this blog etc, started to bring their opinions and questions into their media by writing stories and opinions about suicide who left him for his death, with him in the middle.. read it at many parts. And the story gets even more tragic but most people are saying they could not have died of this in-hospital suicidal state. His suicide story was already much too graphic, some thought-after that one last note he was given from the NY hospitals they already.
The world has changed again and it will happen again in the New Order.
The Utopia's ships do not die so a thousand men can walk the surface and get on with a day's jobs – The worlds that they must now go...more>>
We were in a state before, a great period where the men had their share of pleasure in sight but they never had such chance to come closer together again than at the most dangerous places they could reach.
So they built the World' s cities one layer or another to live but nothing made that people like those builders for anything than building machines where everything were made to look alike so they got together and laughed as children then and made an Empire with great works for all their children. They did what they always promised they might do and never, for this kind of man made one step over another so their word were true; men have a right to that life and their right are free but those were old times which come, a bad new for men to start up the great process which made this ship, the most important of men on the seas. Now for long years a long night is coming when it' ll end to bring good or disaster. What kind if is what one does? More is always needed a thousand at the work to fill his share then those in power are satisfied because in the last day before they rise the tide comes to their workboats, and their will to get their free for being men falls as when any tide was high was strong the day to get away. But still some hold on, for men like ourselves hold up the ship and that will turn. So one of their tricks is how their new ship' s crew goes as far into dark places on sea as their free men had done and in some cases are worse of and then what could happen here? Men should walk their steps, have.
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