Category: Microblog

Tom Waits 2

I imagine myself as a sort of indie folk musician, illuminating my inner world through ukulele cover songs. But not everything can be encapsulated in that medium. So this will play over the speakers after I walk offstage.

Tom Waits 1

My current goal as an author is to get my stories down to this level of efficiency : Down by the Riverside motel, it’s 10 below and falling by a 99 cent store she closed her eyes and started swaying…

The bell

There is a bell That signifies freedom It has a crack in it (ya know, so the light can get in). So nobody dares touch it But here’s the thing It may have another good ring in it h/t Franklin’s…

advertised as poetry

came back to nothing special such as waiting rooms and ticket lines, silver bullet suicides, and messianic ocean tides, and racial roller-coaster rides, and other forms of boredom advertised as poetry. – L. Cohen

Music

“Music, uniquely among the arts, is both completely abstract and profoundly emotional. It has no power to represent anything particular or external, but it has a unique power to express inner states or feelings. Music can pierce the heart directly;…

Context collapse 

For context, this was written about YouTube vloggers, but I don’t think that’s all that relevant here. The problem is not lack of context. It is context collapse: an infinite number of contexts collapsing upon one another into that single…

I want to find some new way to shine a light on the importance of love. I started out with an incredible sense that the world had rules. That somewhere, someone wise had a plan, and was watching over things.…

Death

Someone important is dieing. Maybe it’s a Good Death, whatever that means. Maybe not. It’s hard to tell from here. It’s easy to find compassion for them now. To accept the totality of how they are in the world. It’s…

Uncertainty 

Here is what I think I know. Sometimes things happen. A lot of follows from previous actions; but in important ways it all has an underlying uncertainty – a randomness- that I try desperately to control.  I generate all these…

The doomed beauty of trying

My first album would be titled: no longer unreleased.  My second (hopefully superior) album would be titled: released My masterpiece would be titled: The doomed beauty of trying … Then everything would be differant. 

A momentary embrace

She leaned forward, and after a dazed moment so did he. This embrace was not about Their unarticulated feelings Promises of safety or shelter Resolution The future This embrace was about: one of them was suffering, and the other wanted…

Madman with a mask

In a tower within a tower, there sat a man who would be King. He looked like a well groomed Yeti. Most of his time was spent plotting. Today he was struggling to compose his thoughts. For now, all his…

A life, cut

At some point during my teenage years, a tree trunk appeared in my front yard. I do not recall how. Rather than removing it right away, I asked my parents if I could try my hand at chopping the trunk…

Some Music

What are my deepest dreams and is there a sense in which that matters I’d hate for my bleak outlook to unduly influence you I’d hate to impose my will If we are clever and if we are cool and…

What if we…

Nothing’s missing till you need it The heart lies in the darkness Truth flitters like a butterfly When songs come dancing across the water Nobody knows quite how to sing along The fire’s bright But it can’t stamp out the night And…

Searching

Searching for some illusion of authenticity to use Can’t steal nothing, it’s all the same notes We’re all the same in the end All trying to escape ourselves just enough To remember who we really are

Love

When I speak of love Do you hear what I’m saying Deeper and wider and wilder leaves the mind reeling In a world of suffering and horror and tragedy most profound where nothing may matter a parent-less child with a balloon that can’t…

Mr. Rodges: Existence is but an illusion!

Propel propel propel your craft Gently down liquid solution Ecstatically ecstatically ecstatically ecstatically Existence is but an illusion – Fred Rodgers   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXQ5oacei-w   context? King Friday’s kingly version of “Row Row Row Your Boat”

A Dream of Jedi

50 some odd years after the last catastrophic war, both sides have gone underground. The scene opens in the ranks of Watt & Stephenson Ltd. Watt & Stephenson Ltd. is one of the most profitable entity to ever exist.Its headquarters are…

Three Gods: A Parable?

Three Gods, Call one Truth, and search for justice. Call one Deceit, and search for love. Call one Random, to fill in the gaps. Together they outline a figure. Call it grace. Humbled by experience and shadows that appear malevolent;…

Ratdog – Dear Prudence

Dear Prudence by Bob Weir & Ratdog on Grooveshark (with Chuck Garvey) Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sky is blue, the birds will sing That you are part of…

Inspiring Reviews

I do not create anything suitable to be reviewed. But if I did, I would hope to inspire reviews like Leonard Cohen: Come to think of it, it’s the kind of story you might hear in a Leonard Cohen song:…

Traveled to Abingdon

Traveled to Abingdon Dusty, dirty, Tired to the bone Seeking remnants of an old foe Narrowly defeated; presumed gone forever Rumors were all it took To threaten all that I value It was enough to risk my life and more…

uncomprehended

Open to the sounds around me The doomed beauty of trying The wary travel sidesteps into the inn Trying to generate some interest in him In the final assessment, the critics failed to even take notice The muse has an…

A thought: Life is difficult.

A thought: Life is difficult.  A thought: Our humanity opens us to deep pain and sorrow.  A thought: These thoughts are engaging. Perhaps I could build a narrative on this. Open scene.  A thought: Trying to be compassionate, I still cause deep harm…

I’m afraid of americans

I’m afraid of americans (mericans) I’m afraid of myself  I’m afraid of americans (mericans) I’m afraid of myself  I’m on this stage To act the sage  And find out if I am well I’m on this stage  To act the…

Mostly I’m not

Sometimes I sleep But mostly I don’t Sometimes I wish Mostly I know  Sometimes I do good But mostly I don’t  Sometimes I’m still Mostly I think  Sometimes I am But mostly I’m not Sometimes I’m dismissive Sometimes I’m kind…

It’s Alright

A band I think you should hear: The Lonetones http://youtu.be/K9bbzkTaUI4?t=8s It’s Alright (Steph Gunnoe)   All the lonely whistle blowers of the family Shivering in studios starting to agree All the rules in rituals that once held them down In…

Unfinished Lyric

I sit in the dark My mind collides with itself Thoughts so stark Unwilling to see itself Vulnerability wants flow Words want to know If they mean something If they should sing I am you You are me I am…

Pointing at some stuff I like

I really like: The concept popularized by John Rawls that when organizing a soceity, a useful thought experiment goes like this: “No one knows his place in society, his class position or social status; nor does he know his fortune…

But what else could it be?

Just a note to say that I have added some content to the In Progress section. Including this bit, which I am quite taken with: Ain’t no salvation Snow freezes on a still night Feeling restless Unable to sleep Snow…

Aldous Huxley Quotes

It helps me keep things in perceptive to recall that other people have already thought, and clearly expressed, whatever it is I think I have to say. All that’s left to produce is debris from my mind. I stumbled across…

If art is… debris from my mind?

If art is some mingling of personal expression and things created to delight and entertain, then this site is now officially tilting towards: debris from my mind. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause. “Pebbles and marbles like things…

Rolling Stones Monkey Man

I invite you to listen to the Rolling Stones Monkey Man, and not belabor the words (the mix certainly doesn’t) and instead listen to the guitar riff that snakes through the song (which plays both the roll of both lead…

Death, My Unhelpful Obsession

Here is a passage that resonates deeply with me: The basic premise of The Denial of Death is that human civilization is ultimately an elaborate, symbolic defense mechanism against the knowledge of our mortality, which in turn acts as the…

On writing and memento

I wasn’t a big fan of the movie, but I love this interpretation “A few months ago, I decided it was finally time to see “Memento.” … I saw the movie as a parable of our historical moment. Leonard Shelby,…

Andy Rooney

Andy Rooney died a few months ago. Today I came across the column of his that made me fall in love with him. I loved that created a solid, entertaining column about his love of wood. I came to his…