2. Feeding the animals who visit our yard. 3. Listening to music. 4. Designing systems. 5. Love.
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We
may never know.
“Every
day I write the book.” E. Costello
fuck sports
fix the pot holes
I
no longer trust humans. They showed they were unable to take even basic precautions to protect themselves and others. It has filled me with contempt for humans. I already had plenty of it, now I am double plus good in the contempt department.
I
don’t believe in those. Time is an illusion. I have on or off setting. The first hour was in 1964. None of these other hours are first. They are not numbered. One of them will be last.
Each
of us has a unique genetic being that then experiences life in a unique path. One meets specific unique individuals who help us shape who we become. Specific moments unique to us stay with us. If we develop the habit of writing or drawing or playing music or some other means of expression it isContinue reading “Each”
Yes, I was in the shit.
What is ( ) local? Is it a gang? Does local even exist anymore? ( ) was local. ( ) was native, a unicorn. But, ( ) live in something like 16 cities, 3 countries. What is the goal, then, of the label local? A tribe, that refuses to move? One tied to just theContinue reading “Yes, I was in the shit.”
I’m Sixty
I don’t know what I am wanting at five. I’m not sure five-year-olds even know what “grew up” means. Probably I want a cookie. I do remember, a deer costume, but an actually-become-a-deer costume.
Less Wet.
Dry. I am near an incandescent light bulb and I can feel the heat on my face. There is a smell of airbourne particulate. I can feel the heat coming through the bottoms of my shoes. The sweat evaporates, I don’t realize I am dehydrating. But it is the 1990s, and there is still anContinue reading “Less Wet.”
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