Monthly Archives: December 2009

storytelling

if storytelling is the creative demonstration of truth, then immortality is but ubiquity in time.

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oh hi shy friend

In Vonnegut’s imaginary religion of Bokonon there is a phrase customarily said to the shy, which roughly translates as: It is not possible to make a mistake. When someone seems particularly uncomfortable socially I think it would be nice to think this really hard at them. I would appreciate it, at least.

Then again, the philosophical basis for this religion, like all of them, are ‘harmless’ lies intended to make life easier. So maybe not. J wrote ‘there are no mistakes’ and asked me what I thought of that. (T had replied, haha, You are mistaken.) I would like to think no, but am obviously not entirely convinced. But I certainly don’t want to start labeling things right and wrong, so I suppose I ought to deny the possibility of a mistake from the start, just to avoid the inevitable path of that logic.

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my hallucinations


Are endless.

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my melville, what pretty lyrics you have

oh, thou clear spirit, of thy fire thou madest me, and like a true child of fire, i breathe it back to thee.

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a collection of silences: to be continued

-a balloon falls in the room
-a golden ring falls into a silver basin
-a blue-eyed boy blinks, waiting for an answer

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my grandmother’s favorite poem

the sound of it kinda stays with you through the years or lifetimes.

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happy valium times day

Heidegger proposes that mere anxiety is at the source of everything.

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