this youngster has a rebellious face
just oozing hatred towards her
Bay St. father
she matches with that Lexus
that just drove by
here on Queen
in her American Apparel
skinny jeans
for thin expectations
glasses bigger than her face
to hide
a person
who she doesn't even know
shiny leggings
to hide your dull heart
Friday, April 24, 2009
this is how indifference and indecision manifest themselves into our society and language.
ish
reddish
saddish
happiesh
blackish
coldish
hottish
ish
fattish
thinnish
yellowish
jaundish
3ish?
Wendesday-ish
2009ish
lifeish
deathish
-
what is it? is it really anything or is it ish? off black or blackish?
diversity and specificity aren't dealt with well because, god forbid, we define anything we'd have to stick with it.
night = night
dusk = nightish
dawn - dayish
day - day
These are perfect examples of how the dialectic fails.
reddish
saddish
happiesh
blackish
coldish
hottish
ish
fattish
thinnish
yellowish
jaundish
3ish?
Wendesday-ish
2009ish
lifeish
deathish
-
what is it? is it really anything or is it ish? off black or blackish?
diversity and specificity aren't dealt with well because, god forbid, we define anything we'd have to stick with it.
night = night
dusk = nightish
dawn - dayish
day - day
These are perfect examples of how the dialectic fails.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
underachievement.
underachievement. we all feel it. where does it come from? laziness? fear? close mindedness? a weak will? it's a different answer for all of us. we all have to create a theoretical model for why we feel the way we do and what has lead up to it.
my own personal theory stems from a neurobiological cause. under active pre-frontal cortex. laugh all you want bastards! but it's true. my supposed solution: cocaine or cocaine light (ritalin).
i urge all of you to go seek out your neurobioligical imbalances. my friend tiffany will just say it has nothing to do with biology, it's all just energy. but energy is grounded in biological processes. energy is the founding principle of neurochemistry and synaptic communication. answer this: how does gravity affect nuerochemistry and synaptic communication? i guess it's time we bring out the nanobots!
my own personal theory stems from a neurobiological cause. under active pre-frontal cortex. laugh all you want bastards! but it's true. my supposed solution: cocaine or cocaine light (ritalin).
i urge all of you to go seek out your neurobioligical imbalances. my friend tiffany will just say it has nothing to do with biology, it's all just energy. but energy is grounded in biological processes. energy is the founding principle of neurochemistry and synaptic communication. answer this: how does gravity affect nuerochemistry and synaptic communication? i guess it's time we bring out the nanobots!
writing for pop music makes you feel like you're running around in a front yard but writing for film is feeling like you are running through a large open field. you are still running through both, but the freedom is more evident in the field.
mental landscapes are measured by cognitive conceptual markers not physical spaces. creativity comes from the power of limitations. there is a french term called bricolage which means using what is available to you to create. I find it much easier to navigate a mental landscape when I don't have the pieces in front of me ready to go. it is interesting to leave an element of creation to the fates..chaos. This allows a sense of creating something you have no idea you are creating. You discover what you are creating during the creation itself. this is why painting by numbers makes you feel so unfulfilled -- it doesn't reveal any subconcious material.
mental landscapes are measured by cognitive conceptual markers not physical spaces. creativity comes from the power of limitations. there is a french term called bricolage which means using what is available to you to create. I find it much easier to navigate a mental landscape when I don't have the pieces in front of me ready to go. it is interesting to leave an element of creation to the fates..chaos. This allows a sense of creating something you have no idea you are creating. You discover what you are creating during the creation itself. this is why painting by numbers makes you feel so unfulfilled -- it doesn't reveal any subconcious material.
Monday, April 06, 2009
Friday, April 03, 2009
i can feel it.
when i see her eyes
i feel safe
and filled with belief
i feel i could build myself
and patchup the leaky spots
that ooze
negativity
and temper,
all the things that contribute
to unlove
when I was a young boy
i always tried to force the square
into the circle hole
i've found the circle
that can fit into
a square
when i see her eyes
i feel safe
and filled with belief
i feel i could build myself
and patchup the leaky spots
that ooze
negativity
and temper,
all the things that contribute
to unlove
when I was a young boy
i always tried to force the square
into the circle hole
i've found the circle
that can fit into
a square
skeletons.
I was thinking about how a turtle would sound hollow
then I started thinking about the skeletons in my closet
how the bones all conk and clank like a wooden marimba
the skeletons in my mind are louder though
when I jump up and down
or walk really aggressively
you can hear them plunk
like a xylophone
hollow
but heavy hollow
then I started thinking about the skeletons in my closet
how the bones all conk and clank like a wooden marimba
the skeletons in my mind are louder though
when I jump up and down
or walk really aggressively
you can hear them plunk
like a xylophone
hollow
but heavy hollow
freckle doll
freckle doll.
I used to have a freckle on my right hand
it is fading as I age
it was one good memory I had
about my family
from when I was younger
it was like that one thing you kept
inside of a trunk of collectibles
that you knew you would never part with
but it began to fade away
like the words on an old newspaper article
I used to have a freckle on my right hand
it is fading as I age
it was one good memory I had
about my family
from when I was younger
it was like that one thing you kept
inside of a trunk of collectibles
that you knew you would never part with
but it began to fade away
like the words on an old newspaper article