February 2008
25 posts
i'm almost gone from here.
“insane people are always sure that they are fine. it is only the sane people who...”
– Nora Ephron (via triciaward)
i am totally going here and the pictures will turn... →
what happened to 67 degrees? 50 degrees and rainy? no. NO!!!!! please be wrong. please?!?
my brain hurts today. i’m playing with a migrane and even the excederin, which is my typical no fail off switch is not coming through. more crazy dreams.
“there is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.”
– friedrich nietzsche _uacct = "UA-3563712-1"; urchinTracker();
The Exchange
phylumsinter: Everything that is; everything, EVERYTHING that is life is a part of a grand exchange. Chemically, kinetically, potentially. There is nothing alive, in flesh or material space that is exempt from this rule. Down to our very breath we are always participants in this exchange. The critical, resource-conscious see many actions as ecological fatalism. The sore, fear-inspired see this...
it is no wonder things seem unduly sucky lately; chicago has only seen 11 minutes of sunshine all month according to tom skillethead!
i must do this. →
why does liquid dishwasher detergent have to smell that way?
back to questioning humanity again. →
“winterfield and sorry, too,
my solitude is of no virtue.
green and gold the...”
– untitled, november 2007
i spent a lot of time thinking about integrity today.
“you will either step forward into growth or you will step back into safety.”
– abraham maslow
to planners, this is riveting shit. or maybe just... →
that was a powerful dream.
i’m going to sit on the cliffside along the pacific ocean and let the wind rip through my hair. i’m going to listen to the sea lions bark orders at each other. i’m going to eat pasta in washington square. i’m going to watch mimes and steel drum players and human statues and break dancers. i’m going to buy an artsy trinket from a street vendor. i’m going to...
“there will be a day
much like this,
only in some small way
infinitely...”
– confidence, january 2008
i have a burning desire for this. but i can't... →
i don’t think that playing in the snow at 10:30 at night is the stupidest idea a person could have. *sigh*