Dream I was in class at school. It was Masterman. I skipped around classes and grades. School was in full season. I could skip from place to place seeking a seat in the higher grades’ seminars which were crowded and happy with learning. Teachers called on me knowing I would be on top of the … Continue reading Running like Gauss (take to therapy)
I rode my bike in the dark in the cold to get Four Lokos for me and my baby. We’re listening to Rob Zombie videos on the TV blood-sipping our drinks out of fancy wine glasses. We’ve been drinking once every three days or so. Celebrating life in general. Celebrating the completion of the first … Continue reading Four Loko night
What can I do, in my close circles, to make this a fabulous day?
I know that the opposite of love is fear. And that the opposite of fear is adventuresomeness. And so love is adventuresomeness. Fear is being afraid to adventure—it is being stuck in your rut, and love is not being stuck at all. And love is the lack of fear, one who is able to adventure … Continue reading Love—fear
I am manic today. I will not be someday soon. There’s an art to using manic energy—or drunk/sober energy—and that is to make it work for segments of a job. It’s timing—like running out the extra words that may exist between new works. It’s don’t be afraid to edit—massively. Don’t consider it sacred. But always … Continue reading There’s an art to using manic energy
I’ve been railing against my insignificance. And it’s worked, in a way: I’ve accepted this insignificance in whatever ways. Gone down its path a ways. Gone down its path a while. And found it true. Am I significant to D? To anyone but (or including) me. There’s something freeing about it. To ignore my own consciousness. … Continue reading re: Railing against my own insignificance