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War Zone

25Apr09

info on war zone documentary


i think i’ve come away from 2008 with very few memories.  i didn’t really change positions or locations too often.  i think that’s why i don’t have many childhood memories.  i remember spending my summer vacations inside my apartment in new york.  i don’t know if i ever left until it was time to go [...]


not settling, not compromising any values, not taking whatever i can get because of its convenience.
plain and boring, contemplating the unfamiliarity of the future, of the present, becoming more and more voluntarily detached from the past, all pasts, not just mine, but yours too.
bearing, enduring, solidify, strengthening, hardening, simplifying
out of control, unresistant, in unison with [...]


i wish my family was strong enough to walk away and turn our backs on this christmas holiday.  we don’t gather for god, gifts, or family.  what are we doing? we’d feel the relief that we’re all yearning for if we just stopped and opened ourselves up into our own paths.  a path of familiar [...]


residue

14Dec08

when will i peel away all the costumes
and what will i find: puppeteer? farmer? astrophysicists? lover of trapeze?
i’ve been bending for a while towards the language but as if i haven’t
passed through it completely.  when does this light bend again?
or can i rely on the archaic fluids of opportunity to open me into halves…
two members [...]


low on fish oil tablets, have three large bottles of chewable vitamin C in the house, got money back from the federal government, toes got numb multiple times, starting to believe i have bad circulation in my legs, found out on the internet that if you want to get a cake from charm city cakes [...]


milk before killing, milk before eating (with the patience required for screwing in a light bulb)
There’s room for meat
and mars this time of year is burnt skin.
They peel it.
When i reach the telephone booth please have my horse ready. He’s been gnawing on the number nine. The last cloud of hay didn’t come [...]