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Monthly Archives: June 2002

“A reflection sometimes expresses more reality than the object it echoes.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice In Wonderland

tree+nysubway

“Perhaps it’s not surprising that many of us would cling to marriage at this time in our history. After all, there is a loneliness to American life today. We often live thousands of miles away from our families, in cities where most public spaces are indistinct, impeccably designed by corporate creatives telegraphing class — the [...]

i think one of the main reasons i drifted away from christianity is that it’s based almost entirely on the parent / child model, and i’m not interested in being either one. eastern religion and thought appeal to me more, because they lean more towards the teacher / student relationship, which is something else [...]

across the bridge and thru the woods i come to the walls of the world.
walking along the top i find the view most pleasing
so i sit and read my book. soon
i feel a sting
and looking down
see a line of ants vexed at my vast interruption
to their ceaseless toils.
they scamper about and nip [...]

oh no, i see
a spiderweb is tangled up with me
and i lost my head
and thought of all the stupid things i’d said
oh no, what’s this?
a spiderweb and i’m caught in the middle
so i turned to run
and thought of all the stupid things i’d done
and i never meant to cause you trouble
and i never meant to [...]

“And yet, even so, there is a way to find happiness. That is to be curious about all of the interlocking events that add up to our lives. To notice connections. To be amused or perhaps frightened by the ways things work out. If the universe is indifferent, what a consolation that we are not.”
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i keep forgetting (ironically enough) how enamored people are of memory. we cling to memories of events long past, regardless of whether they were pleasant or painful. in fact, some people seem particularly proud of their unhappy memories, and trot them out at the drop of a hat.
in some cases they [...]

what is more important, love or truth?
i have asked myself and not-selves this question many times along the way.
it was this year that i finally realized that it’s a trick question, really. because in their purest form, they’re one and the same.

lots of song lyrics lately. not that i’ve lost my voice… just choosing to listen for awhile.
i was lying on the grass on sunday morning of last week
indulging in my self-defeat
my mind was thugged all laced and bugged all twisted wrong and beat
a comfortable three feet deep
now the fuzzy stare from not being there [...]