words, words, words
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
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
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
Monday, March 17, 2003
you all know what's happening. what has frightened me and enboldened me into a different life, what has changed every familiar direction in me, may well happen this week, today tomorrow, i don't know. can you feel my heart beating, my fingers twitching, my eyes clouding over? i suppose, as the president said, the time for talking is over. what am i going to do now. what are you going to do now? no, the world won't end, good won't disappear. but my world may well end, even if it is a world i am not fond of. maybe this is just a step, into something else. the past six months have been a hibernation, where i have wrapped myself up in silk, changing, changing inside and out, into something i am unfamiliar with. it's spring isn't it? time for growth and change and earth-shaking rain. let me weather it, and be stronger than i was before, maybe able to fly.
8:40 AM
|
|
| |
|
|
|
