4/15/11

1.  my aspirations in the world are to structure my memory formation as in the fashion of rebekkah blakk's first verse in friday and be to society what is an aborted fetus

2.  when the bed-headed poet sleeps no one can hear his poem
except those that exist as well in his dreams

3.  when one can be completely alone with the other, then, my friends, we may have found peace

to have a hole in the whole may we be holy

4/14/11

how much of an extension of your personality is your room?


how much space can you contain your self in out side of your self?

4/12/11

4/5/11

silver and gold

It is always a strange sensation when one feels oneself 'falling out of love' with a friend.  Things that were overlooked in the past in favor of positive aspects can no longer be ignored.  It happens gradually, yet one can feel oneself coming to the resolution day by day until all that is seen is the raw, naked human for all of its predictable tendencies and nuances.

I used to have the naive perception that I might hang on to all of my good friends well into my late life.  As I am growing older, a quarter century, just about, I come to realize that I need fewer and fewer friends, and that I will continuously be disappointed by others directly or indirectly.

These days my focus has been furthermore on self-cultivation rather than on friendship.  I can now truly say that I only have a handful of confidant friends:  those that I can speak to in full disclosure and have similar desires for personal progress in life.

4/4/11

ET

Katy Perry + Kanye new video: counted 23 cuts between 3:50 and 3:54.
My interpretation reveals a narrative about a Zordon-like Kanye who propels Katy into an outerspace mission for meaningless android sex and the scavenging of forgotten designer goods [vogue glasses] before making us slightly more comfortable with a posthuman existence as techno-animal (a Katy Perry with sexualized beast-rear) entities.

So far, this week's foray into pop-culture music videos has revealed to me disturbing undertones of pedophelia [Ark Productions], beastiality and techno-sex.

Let's keep this jet flying.