Recently, I've more or less given up. I've given up on the writing, and so now my life has become unsustainable and irredeemable. My month of November defined by some sluggish desire for the awfully depressing truth, my December some insular acceptance of the same, my 2010 summing up with some whimper, and not much to show for two years' effort ( Read more... )

"Writing was one of the original mysteries of civilization, and it reduced the complexities of experience to the written word. Moreover, writing provides the ruling classes with an ideological instrument of incalculable power. The word of God becomes invincible law, mediated by priests; therefore, respond the Iroquois, confronting the European: ' ( Read more... )

It's experiencing new levels of heartache each day, and it pulls my stomach down through my ass. I'm so fucking sick of mankind.

It's Worse Than You Think
by Devilstower
Sun May 02, 2010 at 06:00:02 AM PDT

It's easy to be pro-drilling. All it requires is a little chanting, a little pretending that somehow this activity can reverse a yawning oil deficit ( Read more... )

I don't even know how to smoke anymore ( Read more... )

Today I found out that Ashley plans to leave for Iowa City and then Ohio City on May 10, but she wants to come back out for the Denver Commune reunion this August. I guess I think this is for the best. For the most part I like her, and I was real excited to accept her here, but she's brought a lot of unnecessary tension along with her; not to ( Read more... )

I feel a little bit pathetic when I declare that my only worries for today will be finding a better wall hanger for my framed portrait of Little Big Man--an Original Insurgent--and then besides that, getting high all day and watching LOST. There's a little bit in the expression of intent that makes me cringe, abated mostly because it's my Sunday, ( Read more... )

My car broke down on the way to the Grand Lake post office. I was mailing my dad his Father's Day gift, which is awesome ( Read more... )