is the colour in my state of mind. And sometimes, that can be equally wonderful or disastrous depending on how I choose to feel. Like most things in life, we all have a choice. And I choose to be free from such fears, both real and make-believe.
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sld1 Resting...at last.
In hope & determination with energy & enthusiasm.
I refuse to be a puppet of the Administration’s game of ‘fear factor’!
well, so there! And I’ll tell you another thing too!
Today – it rained all day. And, and, and I didn’t care. I got on my bike anyway and got wet and I was happy. I thought about people that I loved and I did exactly what I wanted to all day. I went to see my guru engineer in Palo Alto, about my project. And then I took a nap and dreamt really hard. And now I’m in the ALIAS lab making cool things and listening to RadioHead and I love it. I loved this day, this totally normal, not particularly amazing for any reason rainy day.
I am cold and white. Like a toilet. And similar to a toilet I am a shit depository. Shit not like fecal matter or dodo or whatever you want to call it but the shit of today. That is, the shit on tee vee, the shit you listen to, the shit you’re into, the shit one girl talks about another, the shit one has to put up with et al. It ‘s a bore and a bother being your toilet. I think I’d much prefer being a toilet by the standard definition. What I mean by all this, for those of you even denser than porcelain is that I am an unwilling member of your shit-up fraternity and by mere proximity I cannot help but hear and see what all goes on. I absorb it like a sea sponge and swallow it like a toilet and am changed a little more each and every time another morsel of culture slithers down my throat. This culture is strong. It sets your insides to thrush and grows thew and real, quickly. It calcifies in your joints until you feel like you cannot move and you cannot move because you’re shoes my get dirty and your favorite song is on the radio and that chick is so hot. And she is and she embodies the now as women are the more sensitive, absorptive and dually radiant of the sexes. She is impregnated by the culture and it makes her wear pointless belts that hang off her hip and wax her arms and eyebrows. And she is tan and motionless or pale and motionless stopped up and clogged by this popular or not-so popular culture that is incrusting her insides with its wealth and body. And while she may sound like a toilet, hard and smooth, her mouth smells too good. This is what I want to recognize and what I want to point out to my son as being the false, dead people of the now and hope he doesn’t submit himself to mendacity and the mannequins and the sound of running water. We must forget the terror alert, the spring colors and the finish line and be people as there was no intention for us to be, as we just are and are and are. Yes, I think I’d rather swallow shit, the real sinking or floating, loose or compact, light or dark shit of a world of strangers each stranger than the last than be apart of this world now and it’s shit and it’s shit and it’s shit.
“Our fear ridden-ways are threatening our survival. A thoroughly loving person is like a revolutionary mutant” – Marianne Williamson.
If I am more afraid will I end world hunger, Aids, War, and Breast Cancer? If not, what will I achieve if I am fearless? I shall be brave enough to live passionately, in my own skin and own each day. Today sits under the shade of this tree. Here’s to the mutants!
the international hog of mystery explore, learn, disco...
ist this some kind of a political thingie?
Alberto Gonzales spoke before law students at Georgetown Law School today, justifying illegal, unauthorized surveilance of US citizens, but during the course of his speech the students in class did something pretty ballsy and brave.
They got up from their seats and turned their backs to him.
Additional students came into the room, wearing black cowls and carrying a simple banner, written on a sheet.
Those who would sacrifice Liberty for Security deserve neither.” – Benjamin Franklin







