she's not a girl who misses much

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsC8FKNE8fg&feature=related

some other kind of person looking out west from the corner of prince and mcdougal

i once knew some kind of person. not the garden variety. someone who always failed to be there but did it in an engaging, borderline spectacular manner. he drew pictures with words, images that hid much more than they showed. shadows of pictures of words of thoughts of, one hopes, things. one hoped at their own risk. he was an agent of sensual poverty, at least as far as giving was concerned. he spoke in outbursts, short sentences, almost no adverbs and dubious punctuation. he also listened and was expert at keeping quiet. numerous sunsets fell over the subsets of sub-divisions of quasi-experiences he seemed to be having. no moon was ever full and neither was any glass. he carried many russian dolls inside many other russian dolls. he was some kind of friend to some and some kind of lover to some and some kind of husband to some and some kind of father to others. the only proof he ever existed is that sometimes, very rarely, the picture of him disturbs the mind, hiding much more than it shows.

sebastian & his arrows

Them that's got shall get

Them that's not shall lose

So the Bible said

And it still is news

Mama may have,

Papa may have

But God bless the child

That's got his own

That's got his own

Yes, the strong gets more

While the weak ones fade

Empty pockets don't

Ever make the grade

Mama may have,

Papa may have

But God bless the child

That's got his own

That's got his own

Money, you've got

Lots of friends

Crowding round the door

When youre gone, spending ends

They don't come no more

Rich relations give

Crust of bread and such

You can help yourself

But don't take too much

Mama may have,

Papa may have

But God bless the child

That's got his own

That's got his own

Mama may have,

Papa may have

But God bless the child

That's got his own

Thats' got his own

He just worry 'bout nothin'

Cause he's got his own...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C16m8rfFwmY&feature=related

play of dimensions

a video made without cameras or lights.
forget about your house of cards,
embrace denial:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nTFjVm9sTQ

lost a friend to the sea...

a child's play

how many of you are there? you run around so fast you seem to multiply into a crowd. you are so hungry for experience you look for it in many places at the same time. and looking for something implies knowledge.

what do you know? maybe you're guessing what the outcome of your explorations will be. or maybe you're clueless but want to find out. either way, you are driven by the build-up of encounters, trials and errors, and, sometimes, tribulations.

are you happy to be here? too early to say. you're just getting a feel of the place. you're five years old and quick-witted already. it will not take you long.

do you have a sense of time? we, adults, do and we're not better for it. we measure your age incrementally, on a virtual spreadsheet cross-referencing subjective occurrences with other subjective occurrences. you don't have a spreadsheet? well, for now, you're better off without it.

the examined life

ideally, all living things (and their byproducts) will have a moral compass attached to them.
the world will then be a better (and cleaner) place.

yeah yeah yeahs "zero"

• michael jackson?
• chryssie hynde?
• sofia coppola?
• it's all good
  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGxBTsmuRIk

fire retardant strong man

winter has comeback in her veins
she fights her way through march
barely unclenching slush and asphalt and graffitti
from her teeth

my shoes feel cold
my soul wet

from the ground up

in pursuit of one's dream
(let's start again)
staring poverty in the eye
(keep this for later)
this culture of greed
(not publishable in the current climate)
once upon a time
(good)
in a far off land
(a sense of location is always helpful)
there lived a professional poker player
(can everyone identify with this?)
there lived a girl
(good)
(very good)

cyclone undone

coney island is an island no longer,
soon after the landfill
it became an amusement park.
people drove, parked and were amused.

do we learn from other people's experience?