1937 The music swings in the pub. It’s Benny Goodman’s “Sing, Sing, Sing”. The flapper gals and the swing kids dance, oblivious to the world outside. The time is long ago, and there is no need to place it. I am in a situations where I do not quite belong. Sitting on a bar stool. [...]

May 1, 1999

Egon Schiele, an artist in the late 1800’s, early 1900’s, has a drawing called “little Tree”. It’s a small tree in the foreground with a mountain and lake behind. The tree’s base isn’t shown. Instead, its stalk of a trunk which flows down the front of the picture as if it was only a line [...]

depth

the smooth strokes of anything, show aesthetic sense of beauty, as humans, we are fascinated with the line, but why it is the line that creates any drawing, you cannot write, draw – or anything else – without a line even pointillism, which uses dots only really uses very small lines but see, the rally, [...]

development

Funny how development can be chosen to represent life – The development of zygotes – of children – Of man – of a cessation of development, Of a man who dies on a chair, by a gun, for a country, for a drug. In the streets in their home, on a bed, ill – healthy. [...]

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Do you know what beauty is? Beauty is writing in the impermanence of pencil At 1:30 am known I am going to go to sleep. And dream of holding onto everything, And hoping I never awake from it. It is knowing how very much I love you And no one else understanding any of it. [...]

Take Care

Take care = (tak kar) command, n, v, adj, adv, prep 1. What must be done. 2. I love you. 3. be yourself. 4. enjoy life 5. be happy 6. be sad 7. be depressed 8. be exstatic if you want 9. take care of yourself 10. I will never leave 11. I am always [...]

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Hold not in hands Within the folds of the heart Not in minds Within the boundaries of the soul Not in life Within something more Not in ourselves Within everyone Neither here-nor there Parts of everything Bits of no one Pieces, puzzles

April 23, 1999

I found myself wondering the streets of Chicago. Moving amidst the buildings, wondering along the wind, fighting the rain. The Museum of Contemporary Art appears ahead. I climb the steps, mountainous, and drop my pack off at the coat check. Looking at the exhibit filled with paintings. Artificial, small, children, black backgrounds, and broken cupi [...]

Repeat

Repeat, repeat, peat, re I’ve written a fair amount. Nothing dramatic Just words. A lot of the words have been given away Given to another so they Might be read. I don’t have copies I really don’t know what I’ve written. It’s hard to tell, maybe I just Thought this before. So if you’ve read [...]

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To experience happiness one must believe in it. That is true for experience of any emotion, I suppose. The straightforward approach to the object, Only serve to hinder your final goal. belief or faith – differences? – how does this ties into concern – anyones – ultimate or otherwise