Monday, October 31, 2005

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Guess who was at the Paramount Theater today?

And in case you're wondering...yes, I was there...third row, aisle seat.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

My class on Garcia Marquez had a very interesting question to deal with.
What is over when the book is over?
I guess I am asking myself the question in other ways.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

How does the miasma inside the head work? Does it convert life into small fragments to assemble at will, allowing us to maintain equal internal and external pressure? Does it maintain the illusion and transparency of beauty while masking the certainty of destruction? Does it bounce us around at will and yet make believe about the ultimate possibility that will make light of all sorrow, here and henceforth? Or like the wind that blows the bubble that I allude at the end of line 2, starting with ‘does’ everything that I want to know waiting outside where I need to go play?

Saturday, October 01, 2005

I have discovered that anger may not be too productive. Especially when one is forever at the lower end of the hierarchy. But then is that the order of cause and effect? Or is the refusal to vent fire the reason why one is forever trapped at this end? Is the simulation of power the same as having any? Does form lead to content or the other way round?

And what would I do if I could be angry? Scream sans implication, fume sans regard?