Wonderful... Empty days.
Feb. 12th, 2005 08:19 pmMuse - [Thoughts of a Dying Atheist]--- Had long discussions, today, with
beard about how best to take over the world, and why, when i do, i'm going to have all of my friends draw up plans to do what they do best, for the cause of evil. Just In Case. Read Oryx and Crake, by Margrett Atwood. It's a damn fine novel, is all i'm sayin'. That and Neuromancer have been on my mind a lot, recently.
I've been dreaming-- in that fragmented, rushed, elusive, illusory way-- about transitions, and transportation. Riding trains, being on busses, being in airports, or on planes... (Oingo Boingo - [When The Lights Go Out]). I do seem to have lost a little of my connection with the Transitive. Is that a word? Anywho....
Tomorrow, i start on that paper, about Smith, and i laze about. Tonight... there are people who want me to go to parties... Let me admit something, here: I have control issues. If i don't feel that i can, within the bounds of reason, decorum, and hospitality, control a situation, i don't like to be there. This is part of why i like Throwing parties; if anyone fucks up, there, i can Hit them, and i'm still well within my bounds on all of the above. (Tool - [Intermission]). I want to go to R Thomas, tonight, and feel better. My stomach's a little Eh, about lunch. Feeling too full, and a little sickish. Going to go have a coke, to carbonate and acidate.
Damon Albarn& Michael Nyman - [Boyd's Journey]--- God loves his children.
So does Satan.
Later.
I've been dreaming-- in that fragmented, rushed, elusive, illusory way-- about transitions, and transportation. Riding trains, being on busses, being in airports, or on planes... (Oingo Boingo - [When The Lights Go Out]). I do seem to have lost a little of my connection with the Transitive. Is that a word? Anywho....
Tomorrow, i start on that paper, about Smith, and i laze about. Tonight... there are people who want me to go to parties... Let me admit something, here: I have control issues. If i don't feel that i can, within the bounds of reason, decorum, and hospitality, control a situation, i don't like to be there. This is part of why i like Throwing parties; if anyone fucks up, there, i can Hit them, and i'm still well within my bounds on all of the above. (Tool - [Intermission]). I want to go to R Thomas, tonight, and feel better. My stomach's a little Eh, about lunch. Feeling too full, and a little sickish. Going to go have a coke, to carbonate and acidate.
Damon Albarn& Michael Nyman - [Boyd's Journey]--- God loves his children.
So does Satan.
Later.
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Date: 2005-02-13 01:30 am (UTC)no subject
And i can't let go, just like i can't hold on, just like i have to do both, and neither, just like i Want to, and am loathe to. It's a weird pardigm in which i operate, and a difficult one to shift, fully.
I like my view, and i love the forest. Here's how we quit it...