I found a smile while looking through the silvery reflection in the back of a spoon!
Well a first entry into the new year might go a long the lines of something like "I've found something startling in this past year about my incapability to tell my mother any more lies," or lines that describe how pathetic I was spending the entire summer pushing buttons that dictate images on screens instead of doing cartwheels in the meadows, lines that might even drive the shame out of me... lines like "I've lost all my strength to conversate to those around me so I've gone all Nietzchean, buttoned-mouth, and sore-tongued about my year," but none of that is necessary. Or necessarily true.
Image still from performance artist Miranda July
I've learned to exercise the desire for achieving full potential in the future this year and disabling the power of reflections on the past to govern what has been achieved in the now; therefore, leaving the future to manifest organically, that it is only perceived as something more objective and less as the product of elements in a failed equation.
Graph depicting howthe Trichromatic Color Vision Theory works
I will, however, go into small descriptions about how I spent my New Years Eve: white wine evenings, achieving all gold cups at Mario Kart with my boyfriend, made a delicious Japanese-inspired dinner, watching two amazing movies (one being about a German polka musician discovering zydeco and his quest to discover its origins and another about a dysfunctional family on their way to a girl-child's beauty pageant), rediscovering the power of Crush (and why Siken is still the most profound and brilliant contemporary P O E T I've discovered thus far) and most importantly I had Mike with me and the locked-lip synchronized act of a ball drop minus the actual ball. Spectacular. Just spectacular.
Does this describe pure excitement? Does it?
This year there are many gaping holes that are waiting to be resolved like a scab.
Image still from performance artist Miranda July
I've learned to exercise the desire for achieving full potential in the future this year and disabling the power of reflections on the past to govern what has been achieved in the now; therefore, leaving the future to manifest organically, that it is only perceived as something more objective and less as the product of elements in a failed equation.
Graph depicting howthe Trichromatic Color Vision Theory works
I will, however, go into small descriptions about how I spent my New Years Eve: white wine evenings, achieving all gold cups at Mario Kart with my boyfriend, made a delicious Japanese-inspired dinner, watching two amazing movies (one being about a German polka musician discovering zydeco and his quest to discover its origins and another about a dysfunctional family on their way to a girl-child's beauty pageant), rediscovering the power of Crush (and why Siken is still the most profound and brilliant contemporary P O E T I've discovered thus far) and most importantly I had Mike with me and the locked-lip synchronized act of a ball drop minus the actual ball. Spectacular. Just spectacular.
Does this describe pure excitement? Does it?
This year there are many gaping holes that are waiting to be resolved like a scab.