January 2011
93 posts
on&on&on&on
it began like that between her and him-and continued throughout the summer months, with varying shades of intensity; more of him and her with him being emphasized here. The inner battles he faced were tortuous on his pulsating heart. He became enormously upset and was scarcely able to be decently civil and cordial like to any other man present, other than his adjoining friends. He was, as he...
December 2010
119 posts
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next...”
– T.S. Eliot
number 3
a couple friends and I went downtown last night for some drinks
I would say it was a success
I am officially banned forever from another bar….whenever that happens I would chalk one up for the team. Yippie!
nicolesuza: “The third-rate mind is only happy... →
nicolesuza:
“The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority,” said author A.A. Milne. “The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.” You will have an excellent chance to cultivate that definition of…
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I can’t ever read your verses entirely … There’s too much to feel there …...”
– from ‘Salute to Walt Whitman’ by Fernando Pessoa (via virtutesvirtia)
“America is at that awkward stage. It’s too late to work within the system,...”
– Claire Wolfe
“According to Proust, one proof that we are reading a major new writer is that...”
– Adam Kirsch (via ironicheroine)
happy holidays
twas a mighty fine holiday of gift exchanging- definitely one of the most memorable years I can ever think of. The whole family went to my grandfather’s for two nights to celebrate with laughter, wine, movies, music, card games, and my mother’s beautiful cooking. My grandpa gave me 3 rare books from his childhood, in fact one of them that was given to me was my...
December 23....another day of snow and cold...
with his hand, he shielded his eyes for a moment against the harsh, watty glare from the naked bulb over the table.
my only hope is that it will bring about the swift termination of the war and a method existence that is ridiculous to say the least.
I have been justifiably saddled with one responsibility after another. However I have thought of you frequently and of the extremely pleasant...
strapped for cash
Holiday shopping has been a tad overwhelming. Big hit on the bankroll. I still have more shopping to do tomorrow- uggh :(
Farewell to Michigan, Onward to Oregon
Moving out west to Portland, Oregon with a handful of us friends.
It shall be a grand adventure .
We gave it a good run my dear Michigan. It looks as if we will be driving out there mid-February to stay with some friends we know for a week or so to find our place of rest we will soon call our home.
Yippie! Absolutely elated!
Nervous Nerves: Hyperthymesia →
nervousnerves:
Individuals with hyperthymesia are able to recall events that they have personally experienced. A hyperthymestic person can be asked a date, and describe the events that occurred that day, what the weather was like, and many seemingly trivial details that most people would not be able to recall….
On December Nineteenth the year of 2010 on the minute of 6:28 PM
I began writing my first novel
with love,
Jack
“Mass education was designed to turn independent farmers into docile, passive...”
– Noam Chomsky (via illuminatedbeing)
Stars, Like Dust: Poetry →
giacona:
Poems have taste. Not “taste” as in they conform to contemporary aesthetics, but I mean I can literally feel a poem in my mouth, on my lips.
The best poets taste rich, like my mouth is filled with the warm language, succulent and heart like delicious bread.
Great poems don’t taste so much as I…
“The sea is nothing but a library of all the tears in history.”
– Lemony Snicket, The End. (via somanypossibilities)
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random thought on war
you gotta be one lonely cat to ever want to enlist in the military for your country nowadays. Risking your life, putting it all on the line because of power,greed,globalization,imperialism… geesh. Think about that for a moment, you would think anyone who is in love with their life or in love with someone would say HELL NO to war. WHy would you risk leaving that all behind to fight a war that...
wherewebreathe asked: Happy you found my blog. Your writing is really beautiful in a not-boring-at-all, perfect-morning-inspiration, excited-in-my-cervix sort of way.
Full Interview w/ Jack Buck →
downupsideworld:
This is my full length interview with Jack Buck and one of the first bits of audio recorded for the World Upside Down. Full audio recording of Andrew Neal’s new radio show interviewing me for his first program to be aired. Follow on Tumblr : http://downupsideworld.tumblr.com/ Website:http://www.theworldupsidedown.org
Mission:The World Upside Down is an audio-show with...
How did you live? Recording of poem I wrote... →
Top 10 Favorite Authors
In no particular order….that is just too hard to ask someone to do.. I mean seriously that is like asking someone to list off their Top 10 Favorite Authors in order.. Geesh
Hunter S. Thompson
Francis Scott Fitzgerald
Hermann Hesse
Kurt Vonnegut
Charles Bukowski
Carl Sandburg
Billy Faulker
Samuel Clemens
George Orwell
Jonathan Tropper
And your list?
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A series of poems written by me recently. Recorded...
lomticksoftoast asked: Thank you for following. I'm actually really surprised you found me :3
You are ever inspiring.
<3.
You are ever inspiring.
<3.
tentative structure of poem. Still working on*
You strolled the town’s streets alone with a flimsy shirt open at the throat
where the old town stands
The houses loom, and the roofs and trees, and the dusk of the dark
Your feet pound the pavement
From building and battered paving-stone
There was a growing lack of color in those days
Restless as a young heart, Hunting
Nowhere to go , wishing you had friends
Crossing, roaming, saying a poem with...
Throats in the clutch of hope
the hunger voices mock
And a flimsy shirt open at the throat
And a dark-eyed woman in the old country dreams of him for one of the world’s ready men with a pair of fresh lips and a kiss better than all the wild grapes that ever grew in Italy
and you are old before you are young
find your pencils…a way to mark your memory
Voices of broken...
“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your...”
– Franz Kafka (via theunabridgedjournalsof)
“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club.”
– Jack London
