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The Difference Between Love and Looks-Like-Fun
Mirrored from my Tumblr, because poetry I'm happy with is so rare these days ( Read more... ) -
A frustrating conversation
Yesterday evening, waiting for a bus that had just left the stop, I had an incredibly irritating conversation with a gentleman about transit. While I could write off the experience, I'm interested to peel back the layers of what went so drastically wrong.
This man was, putting it mildly, a doddering older man. And it was clear he knew it and was ( Read more... ) -
The rabbit hole is short.
Yesterday, I found some purple mushrooms growing out of my lunch, so I put them in the dehydrator last night thinking I could gift them as local delicacies to a friend visiting me from Tanzania. He declined to accept them, since Tanzania and Namblegazoo aren't on good diplomatic terms. I could donate them to the local weebleschnitz, who might find ( Read more... ) -
Right, connecting
Love is a flame, neither timid nor tame.
Spider fingering all, words skipped like phantom stones
Rippling memory, genius polished, buried between fistfuls of daily dirt.
Take these stars from my crown
Let the years fall down
Lay me out in fire light-
Let my skin feel the night.
Fasten me to your side: oh, say it will be soon...
You make me so crazy, baby:
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Apropos of nothing
I think about getting old a lot. On average, at least 4 times a week. -
Tall tables
Sometimes, I'm successful in convincing people that I'm a normal person by participating competently in idiosyncratic humor. Like this past weekend, I was sitting with kind, new people and we got on a strange detour around tables. Water tables. End tables. Times tables. HTML tables - to be avoided at all costs. T-tables ( Read more... ) -
And what *do* I think of external dependencies?
Whether it's antidepressants, stories we tell ourselves that support what we think of ourselves and others, or whatever we use as our soft landing (such as, for me last night, television), that it behooves us to remain aware of our ever-present capacity to turn any moment into the highest expression of our humanity. Whatever it is we think we need ( Read more... ) -
Evolution of the writing process
I remember writing papers in first and second year. I remember my hard drive crashing two days before my paper for 221 was due. Luckily, I had one paragraph completed for my paper at that point and another operating system on the slave hard drive, so it was no great loss. I remember taking a stack of twelve books out of the library for my first- ( Read more... ) -
brains accord
I went and killed my legs hiking up Mount Gardner on Bowen Island today. In the process, I discerned the following:- It is important to have both halves of the brain agreed on what needs to happen for the day, and to not feel pressured to the point of numbing each half of its responsibilities.
- I love in many ways, but I'm only familiar with a small ( Read more... )