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|Saturday, September 20th, 2008|
Is a myth, or at least it's part of one. Today kids were talking about I-Phones and "what kind of phone they'd want", and some kid said that he'd love a watch that had a holographic computer that came out of it, so you don't have to carry anything around. Then his friend said, "Yeah, I know, I can't wait for the future." Isn't there some kind of parallel with this notion of a coming "future" where everything makes sense and all those promises come true and other myths that various cultures have created? Heaven and all that. Goodness. It's wrong to talk about how stupid Christianity is when you do things like talk about "the future".
|Sunday, April 13th, 2008|
"I really like your haircut."
"Will you have sex with me?"
"... It's not that kind of haircut."
|Monday, April 7th, 2008|
Bringing cheer and joy
To every girl and boy
Santa Claus comes to our city tonight!
|Thursday, March 27th, 2008|
My airline pilot got on the intercom and sang Gene Wilder's song from Willy Wonka when he's in the tunnel and it's full of LSD.
|Tuesday, March 18th, 2008|
Aztlan has been polluted by everything that counts as pollution. Its biggest customer is its pimp. I hate what the United States is capable of.
Mostly Unrelated: Today I put a portable television on a tree stump outside and watched Barack Obama give the State of the Union address. Remarkably, he hasn't been elected, and yet he offered to do it, and he did as good of a job as I can expect from an elected official. Sometimes it sounded like he wasn't even running for president.
OH! And on CNN.com, the story "Miley Cyrus officially changes name" is still more popular than Barack's speech.
|Thursday, February 28th, 2008|
Dead and turned to clay
Might stop a hole
To keep the wind away
Oh, That that earth
Which kept the world in awe
Should patch a wall
To expel the Winter's flaw
|Tuesday, February 19th, 2008|
Maybe this works:
Civilization and chauvinism go hand-in-hand. I don't even know where the word "chauvinism" comes from, and I won't bother looking it up, but it would make sense that if it were a relatively new word.
Anyway, if you believe that women should be treated the same way as men, by definition you are in opposition to chauvinism. And what goes hand-in-hand with chauvinism?
|Friday, February 1st, 2008|
It smells like a skunk right now, and that's really unlikely and strange. But I know it smells like a skunk, and to be honest, I really love the smell of it.
The more I think about this, it doesn't make sense. I'm on the 5th floor surrounded by urban structures, yet it's definitely a skunk I'm smelling. What does this mean?
|Saturday, January 12th, 2008|
So, it seems that I've found a Way Out.
If you're creating something that makes fun of and points out to people just how gross and absurd Civilization and Culture and Shrek are, it seems that the only way you can do it and remain true to yourself is if you offer a solution or alternate life. If you just point things out to people to get them to laugh and realize how awful it all is, but don't present an escape plan, then it seems like you're being unhelpful and hypocritical.
However, there is no other way out. Either you remain a part of society or you fall off the face of the earth and starve. The President of the United States is a pretty safe example for someone who must always remain planted firmly in the middle of the ring of Civilization. He can never move towards the outskirts of the society because he's the figurehead of it. But a homeless man can easily go to the outskirts of thought- he can believe in UFO's and no one will really make much of a fuss. He can go as far towards the edge as he wants to, right up to the cliff of the Circle, but he can't fall off, because there's nowhere to fall to.
So, it seems that when people point out the absurdity of commercials and Shrek DVD's and excercise plans and Special K and new Ziploc bags, they are trying to push people towards the edges. They can't "cure" people of society, which is what they think they're doing most of the time, but that would be impossible. It's only possible to push the people right up towards the cliff, and to try to make that cliff so crowded that it will be unbearble; impossible to move, to know which way is up, barely able to breathe. Who knows what could happen then. It might be impossible to make it that crowded, but it could be one of the only ways to save the world.
|Wednesday, January 9th, 2008|
It's likely that the reason most people subconsciously don't care about who wins the new Presidency is because some part of their brain knows that we've already lost, and it happened about 40 years ago with Nixon, and we've been feeling that pain of losing ever since. We inherited that pain from the Love generation, but it's a genetic pain that doesn't show itself and hasn't yet been discovered by medical science, but we can sure feel it. The dread and apathy and certainty that regardless of who Wins in November, it won't do anything to save us from the End of our world.
|Monday, January 7th, 2008|
I already tore through my Christmas.
I watched 'Scrooged' by myself on Damien's couch at 5:30 AM on New Years Day, January 1st, 2008. On the way home I listened to the news on NPR, and I can barely remember what they were talking about. I'm struggling to lift that memory out of its muddy hole, but it won't budge. If I give up now, it will be gone forever. What were they talking about at 7:58 AM, Mountain Standard?
I can barely tell. I can't remember. I keep thinking 'tires', but that could just be my car. Perhaps I'm on the right track. Africa was mentioned.
[Four minutes late]Please imagine that four minutes have passed.
Alright, they mentioned Kenya, and their civil "clashes", where families were chopped up by machete-weilding Supremecists. People who voted were cheated, as I recall. Who cares?
It's been proven throughout civilization that complete honesty will doom all. If you're planning on living in civilization, it's required that you lie. That's how it works (even though it doesn't work). But what other choice do we have?
Okay, after I watched Scrooged on January First, I had a wonderful day. I didn't do anything I could tell a group of people and expect adulation, but it was purely enjoyable. And I don't reckon that Bill Murray's sincere plea to practice Christmas' philosophy the entire year had anything to do with it, although I must admit that stories concerning Christmas tend to have some sort of impact on people. I'm serious. I haven't given it much thought before, but I may be on to something. Would it still be the same if everyone did that?
No. The answer is 'no'. I don't have a good enough reason to say that, though, so I may be wrong. But I always 'work' best when I have something to bounce off of, so it might be my error.
All Beatles are British, but not all Beatles are George.
|Wednesday, December 12th, 2007|
i bought a red light bulb at the beginning of the year
sitting on my shelf.
reminding me that i try to be cool,
but that i always fail.
|Tuesday, November 20th, 2007|
A suggestion, when dealing with those whom you've just met:
Manners are a must. If one wishes contact, then courtesy and politeness are necessary to reach that goal. But it is dangerous to use manners too much- extreme manners aren't colorful. Also, synthetic manners won't do. Unless you've gone through forty years of employing copies of the real thing, your code of politeness is still just a copy. But that's no reason not to; if something is copied enough times, it will begin to remember the original so well that it could end up mimicking it perfectly. Look to camoflogued butterflies as your example.
|Tuesday, October 31st, 2006|
Testing, testing, "Fuck the Pope"
|Monday, May 9th, 2005|
|Tip Tip! Forty days in the cooler are not enough days alone.
I wore an orange tie @ that prom affair. They were so determined to make you remember the event that they plastered "Unforgettable!" on every flat surface. I'm glad it wasn't my prom.
Not to say that it was someone else's, or that I went to the wrong one. I know I went to the right one, it just wasn't mine. Unforgettable. That girl looked nice.
|Friday, April 29th, 2005|
|10. What's love but yurning, what' sour lovemutch but a brief burning
I haven't been to a movie in three months. I wish I had a baby and a marriage to blame that on. 3 wks until summer school starts, 6 wks till I'm done with school. 10 wks till the new Harry Potter book comes out, 15 wks till I start school again.
Suddenly summer loses its appeal. Current Mood: U.S. $16.95, CAN. $25.50
|Tuesday, April 19th, 2005|
|Saturday, April 16th, 2005|
|A fork of hazel o'er the field in vox the verveine virgins ode.
Oh, I was having a good week. You can figure that out for yr. self, imagine anything.
Damien went on Kairos and I felt left out. And then I realized I have no other close friends who are are juniors, and that the rest of my close friends will be leaving next year, and that it was incredibly lonesome not having Damien around because no one else laughs with me.
Oh, but I'm alright, don't think that. I just came back from the bookstore with an armful of novels and a wallet devoid of any gift cards. Gill's birthday is today, and since he's 21 we're going to a bar to sing karoeke... that... kareoke...? karaoke... shit. I'm not going to look it up on google. This is my ignorance exposed. I'm naked in the breeze here.
|Monday, April 4th, 2005|
I've had too many black jellybeans.
|Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005|
I've been grounded.
Oh. I'm making a great film with Derek Quizon (from the Philippines) and Brian Bahe (from the Indian Reservation). It's about all of us living in a house together and trying to make money. And also starring television personality Matthew Lesko.
I hope everyone's okay with that.