words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Friday, February 14, 2003
love, love, love. I don't have the singly directed love that seems such a fake part of our popular culture. I dont' know if it exists, that love towards one person for ever and ever, amen. What I am working on instead is love towards everyone, all people. all people. you me, president bush, saddam hussein, jacques chirac, any progeny of frida kahlo, the girl who helped carry my bags out from the commissary this week that I didn't tip because all i had were twenties (yes, i felt ashamed, and i hope i can find her again), my mother, all people. what an amazingly difficult thing to do. but what if i reached it? what if i even get close and pre-emptively cut off a personal attack by the random love i had shared? What if i am strong enough to hope and believe that everyone loves me back so that i feel no vulnerability, but carry in on my life with unassuming love? Can anyone be that strong? Love is more difficult than hate, no doubt. Peace more of a narrow walk than war.
so love, love all you can. happy valentine's day.
10:05 AM
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