8/08/2011

We've Moved!

Arthurs of Ophelia has officially launched!

Please feel free to visit the new website at anytime--in fact, we implore you to! www.ArthursofOphelia.com

Alternatively, you can find us on our social media sites as well. All the cool kids have.
You want to be cool, don't you? DON'T YOU?!?! 

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Cheers,
James

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5/11/2011

What if...

What if god had a daughter...instead?




Work in progress

The maelstrom of panic swirls through her head.



Memory

Memory is the most joyful and destructive element of what we call the human experience.



Arrogance

Never let your arrogance fool you into believing your words and thoughts are right or relevant.



Caution

If you're the type who enjoys the sound of your own voice, caution yourself from being the only one in the room who speaks.




5/09/2011

Humour

No 1s or 0s were harmed in the making of this sentence.



...

May 7/8. An unimaginably (beautiful) decadent experience.



5/08/2011

Mother's Day

Happy arbitrary day to female mammals who produce appreciative and viable offspring day, gentlemen. Happy arbitrary day to female mammals who produce appreciative and viable offspring day.

5/04/2011

...

May 4. Arthurs of Ophelia Productions (Inc.) 'officially' begins.



5/03/2011

Redux

Her need to illustrate her importance is so invariably large...that were you to ask her something like 'how old were you when you first learned to tie your shoes?'

She'd stare right at you and answer with some such nonsense about having learned to tie her shoes (getting her dexterous and gifted start...in all shoe related matters) while simultaneously undergoing the rigorous ordeal of developing as a fetus.

4/29/2011

Thinking

 The ability to think straight is often thwarted by the necessity of having to socialize with dimwits.

The Weakling

He has a weak leg--immeasurably so. And so he hunches over each time he walks. Not because of any pain, but out fear that were his leg to give way he's that much closer to the ground.

MMX Revisted

What is felt now, looking back, thinking back...is the unfortunate belief that I have become inexplicably capable of being inauspiciously enthralled by the most obstinate, asinine, and silliest of women.



Moment

The compliment immediately caused me to self reflect rather confidently project any reasonable reason for my standing there.



4/28/2011

Redux

The chilly wind grabbed my lapel and blew it tight against my coat; my scarf, luckless and having had enough of my shoulders...took flight, off and went.

Some hero I'd make.



The Draining Types

Her need to illustrate her importance is so invariably large...that were you to ask her something as mundane as, hmm, let's say, 'how old were you when you first learned to tie your shoes?'

She'd stare right at you at and answer with some such nonsense about getting her dexterous and gifted start (in all shoe related matters) while simultaneously undergoing the rigorous ordeal of fetus development.




...

April 28. 'I find you very interesting, James. Very. I am extremely intrigued by you. This might not be the best thing, though. Tell me more about yourself.' (Potential employer/interview #23).



Sensitivities

She took everything too personally...to such a bewildering degree. I mean a farmer's wife, sickened by the flu, could sneeze, a mile or two away; a farm or two to the north. And she'd still assume it was her new perfume (or some such nonsense) wafting over the fields reeking havoc on her neighbor's senses.




4/27/2011

The Universe

 Scalloped potatoes are the universe's way of saying, "You know what guys, you're right, life does suck sometimes, but you know what? Try these. Mmmm right? RIGHT? Yeah, that's right! Gobble them up, my little minions, gobble them up."

*Yep, that's what the universe sounds like. Exactly what she sounds like.*

4/26/2011

Writing's Seduction

A simple wish really...to give this sentence the charm to convince the next sentence to get a little handsy with it.

'Nope, not a chance, I say...' is all it fears it'll will hear, though. 'Nope, not a chance.'



MMX Redux

The brunette instilled confusion, the older of the two...wisdom. The blond? Soul. It was a year of superfluous gifts--not one of which was a calm and rational friend.




What...

The saddest sound of all is pity.



Rewards

(X): 'Who the hell died and made you king?! Huh?'

(Y): 'Ummm, my grandmother?!? I used to change her diapers. That and the day before she died, I found her nude and on her bed (having lost all virtue of prudence, privacy, and discretion) spread eagled, and cleaning her whoo whoo!'

(Z): 'Yep, that sounds about right. All hail the new King! All. Hail. The. New. King!'

Hero

The chilly wind blew the lapel tight against my coat; my scarf, luckless and having had enough of my shoulders, took flight...off and went.

Some hero I'd make.

Ideas

One is easily dismantled. If, for example, a man wraps himself in an idea that at first squeals in delight, welcomes and dances...then retreats and recoils...

...accepts and rejects, approves and renounces, spits at and applauds...

...only to recoil again.



4/25/2011

Redux

Fear will convince you to scream 'FIRE!' Wisdom will nudge you to call out 'SMOKE!'




Mother's Day

Now that all is said and done: There was 1 massive heart attack, an open heart surgery, and a near-fatal sternum infection. There was Propofol and Fentanyl and 6 days on a ventilator. There were 3 different hospitals, 2 ICUs, 6 calls to 911, 7 ambulance rides, a stint in rehab, and 3 near-death experiences.

There were 64 dutiful-son hospital visits, 2 cardiologists, 3 heart surgeons, 5 doctors, 36 nurses, 5 social workers, and 9 kind orderlies. There were 5 forty-hour days.

There was a cancer scare and a cluster cycle, and 2 rounds of steroids. There were X-rays and blood tests, wills and pills. There was English and French, 2 different cities, 3 different homes, and 6 different beds.

In the last year, 'I've seen so much, in so many places, so much heart ache, in so many faces...so many dirty things...you couldn't even believe...' but I am proud to say that my mother is out of the infirmary, alive and now well, and I have finally become...I have finally become a man.

4/24/2011

Lady Luck

Should it be discovered that reincarnation exists, I am certain it will be found that Mussolini was a terribly good friend, that I was responsible for the extermination of a thousand gifted children, perhaps the slaughtering of an entire infant population, or maybe I was a vegetarian.

4/23/2011

Opposition

What is especially true for the success of any social group's longevity is the need to find an opposition.

4/22/2011

MMX Redux

Had I the chance, you two, I gladly would have saved your fathers. And you? You, I gladly would have saved your mother. But you, well, let's just say...I wish I could have muted both your parents.



MMX

The brunette instilled confusion, the older of the two...wisdom. The blond? Soul. It was a year of superfluous gifts.



...

March 28. Two weeks, one business, two positions, three meetings, five managers, two telephone calls, one peculiar coincidence, applauds and accolades.

And yet.




A e i o u...

A man's detriment is a woman's imagination.



Shadows

It is often rarely considered... just how 'clingy' our shadows truly are.

Conservative V. Liberal

The Conservative tells us what we cannot do. The Liberal tells us what we can.

4/21/2011

Dung

(X): 'You know, I would like nothing more than to introduce that man's face to a steamy pile of manure...'

(Y): 'You're so poignant.'

(Z): 'Cow, dog, or elephant? Wait, I'll surprise you. Hold on.'



Perspectives

 I watched the moment strike me from the point it was tossed. As if from behind a child when seeking the attention of his father will throw an object at his head.

4/20/2011

Redux

It is befuddling to learn just how vocal, inspired, and propelled our emotions can when they first set out to prove they exist.

Redux

The revolt began with a whisper in a crowded room
on a morning meant more for 'choo-che-choos' and 'la de dahs' than a boy's coming of age.



Time V. Experience

Time will bend your heart. Experience will bend your mind.

The Big 'C.'

The number one cause of cancer is procreation.



4/19/2011

Turtles

(X): 'So (rubs his hands) what do you guys wanna do?'

(Y): 'I don't know. Maybe throw some turtles at the elderly and disabled?!?!'

(Z): 'Score! Let me get Whiskers!'

...

April 19. Productive. Reclusive and unsocial.



Wounded Dancers

(X): 'A good-hearted, employed, and sober fella, huh? Ha!'

(Y): 'He sounds just like her father.'

(Z): 'Ba dump bump.'

WARNING

Warning: this sentence contains subtle wit and ferocious hilarity. Oh, and a non sequitur; because red wagons are fun.



Sigh

The man is impenetrable to any thought other than his own.



Pedestrian

 I find any variation of the criticism 'that's pedestrian' to be rather pedestrian.

4/18/2011

Emotions

It is befuddling to learn just how vocal emotions can be when they first set out to prove they exist.

Of Them All...

Of all the great caring men in this world...I seem to be the least among them.

4/17/2011

The Ballet

There is little wisdom to be found (and equally little to be gained) in watching a grown man weep.

There is little wisdom to be found (and equally little to be gained) stumbling upon a grown man weeping.

Literature V. Mathematics

Though mathematics relies on numbers, it is still governed by words.



Under The Bridge

The troll is an often misunderstood character...who is perhaps more disappointed in his lack of height than we are in our lack of confidence when confronted by him.

4/15/2011

Human Judgement

All Human Judgement ought to be muted then placed in our dreams...in those wildly pitched moments where we find ourselves engage in self dialogue--when chased (let's say) by a platoon of dust bunnies rising readily on the colour blue...set in regions yet to be discovered, on nights governed by refrigerators.

If for no other reason then to imprint the absurdity of the criticism more fully into our conscious mind.

4/13/2011

...

April 13.

1163 days
27,912 hours
1,674,720 minutes
100,483,200 seconds
166 weeks (rounded down)





4/12/2011

Re-do Redux

Our progression as a species, our evolution, has provided (many of) us with a multitude of superfluous gifts.

Political rhetoric, vanity, gossip, idealism...

4/11/2011

Redux

Our progression as a species, our evolution, has provided (many of) us with a multitude of superfluous gifts.

The most popular, it seems, is our ability to socially humiliate our fellow man.

Evolution

The greatest benefit to evolution is social condemnation.





Redux

Shamefully, focusing on a common enemy, rather than a purpose, is the most fashionable way to unify one's...goddamn fuckin' vegetarians...

Fighters

Shamefully, finding a common enemy, rather than a purpose, is the most efficient way to unify any social group...



Ambition

The most challenging place for an ambitious man to stand is in limbo.

The most challenging place for an ambitious man is limbo.

Masks and Capes

That the merits of the day have made a life of crime this appealing...




Naturally

Her Arrogance, naturally frustrated by its usual business of exile, strolled around the courtyard rather cheerily this mornin'.

I was undoubtedly blessed.




...

April 11. How does one not only effectively engage in, but seek out as well, everyday small talk?




Memories

It was a beautiful memory...enough to take a nap to.

4/08/2011

Two Types

There are (at least) two types in this world...two grandiose types who continually annihilate any chance we have at understanding our purpose as a species.

The first is the religious fanatic; the second is the vegetarian.

Redux

That men enjoy war as a distraction to our attempts at understanding women...is far too great a probable fact.

4/07/2011

Nom nom nom...

Huh. So this is what a baby dolphin tastes like. Hmm.

4/06/2011

Value


Less is more. More or less.



4/04/2011

Energy

I registered a terrifying behavior recently and further sustained it with great volume.



The Sa

There are many noble creatures in this world. To clarify, if by 'noble' one understands it to mean 'unnecessary.'

4/01/2011

A Conversation

"Petulance, Petulance, what do you strive for?"

Petulance says "nothing at all."




My Penniless Case

I had felt something squirm in the corner of my wallet. When I went to investigate, a small creature, no bigger than a locket, jiggled and wiggled from out behind the pocket; it then huffed and puffed, and earnestly screamed 'Indigence! Indigence! You're living the dream!'

Then with a wave of its hand and the rolling of its eyes, it motioned it was done and jumped back from where it had come.






Functionality

I am opposed to any activity that does not carry (as its central mandate) the ambition to be functional.




...

April 1. We are an insidious, self-serving, revolting, and loathsome species.

3/31/2011

Dismissive Cleopatra

The Empress of her Kingdom decided to pick and choose which of his words suited her best. And he, the loury slave to her intent...(CENSORED BY HER MAJESTY).
She grabbed and squished the tail of my soul. And sliced off all she could chew.




Confusion is a plentiful and renewable resource...



3/30/2011

Her face slumped. His did not.




Telos

Sociologically, psychologically, evolutionarily, what if a belief in god (whether he/she is fiction or not) serves a purpose? And what if this purpose is not unlike human's innate want for sex? Our far too over zealous want for sex is what propagates the species, yes? So what if a belief in a higher power helps keep the species alive as well? What if its goal is to give us hope? What if this 'hope' is an evolutionary trait?

...

March 30. Clearer thoughts have run through my mind. Like a buffalo in the land of birds. Today's outcome will again be forgotten.

Tragedy Comedy
19 14

3/29/2011

Blue Milk Crates

I peaked over the fence to catch a glimpse of the good life...when the crate I had been standing on fussed and tipped under my toes.



Hookerdom

Rejection is as old as prostitution. In fact, I do believe, it's what inspired whoredom in the first place.



The Straw and the Camel's Back

The moment perched herself on the back of the camel, pulled the 'last' straw from out of her knapsack and crippled that cud-chewing mammal 'til it could stand no more...




3/28/2011

O and P

My Optimism and Pessimism share a house.

O occupies the room just down the hall; and P rents the room just passed your shoulder. They share the common areas (the kitchen, library, living room, etc.). But mostly they keep to themselves.

O is a genuine and happy sort, but often absent minded. P is neat and particular--some would say overly so.

Yesterday, O left the mustard out, forgot to do the dishes, and even left the fridge wide opened. He trotted off to bed without thinking twice about it.

P, in retaliation, covered the toilet in cling wrap.

Oh the hijinks these two get into.

The Audience

Never write for an audience. They're insidious, self-serving halfwits hell bent on disappointing you.



(X) V. (Y)

Essential to existence (to all life) is mitosis; that is to say, division. And from the stand point of human cognition...once division occurs definitions are essential; the original cell is A, the new cell is B, so on and so forth.

On a molecular level...for the greater good...cells work in harmony with each other. Cell A functions in a particular way that Cell B does not or perhaps Cell A functions in a certain way simply because of Cell B. Either way, Cell A does not boast how much greater it is to Cell B. And Cell B hardly has the time to boast how much greater it is Cell A.

Perhaps this is because cells (in and of themselves) are not conscious of their division or their definitions. Functionality (it seems) does not require consciousness.

Detrimentally, however, human socialization is guided by consciousness more so than functionality. And so it is...that when we divide, let’s say, Human A from Human B... the harmony of ‘division’ is thwarted.

Consciousness, funnily enough, adds a third element to the equation. In addition to: 1.) division and 2.) defining, consciousness includes 3.) opposition. Group B is not just a division from/of Group A. Instead, Group A (from A's perspective) is far greater than Group B. And strangely enough (it is boasted) Group B (it believes) is far superior than Group A.

Human Vegatarians

I wonder if the brontosaurus ever mocked, criticized, or snickered at the T-Rex for being a meat eater...?

Thankfully, the benefit of evolution is social condemnation.







Maternal

His now disfigured mother, at 17, made a 'talented' living as a go-go dancer while in Montreal.

In 1945 (at the age of 22), his grandmother, terrified and sobbing, was raped by a platoon of Russian soldiers en route to their 'liberation' of Berlin.

His grandfather was an airplane repairman for the Third Reich, a Jewish sympathizer who abused his wife. He had a weak chin (if at all) and bedded every floozy this side of Frankfurt.

Before he was twenty, one uncle spent over a year in an iron lung paralyzed by polio. And the other, 40 years later, drunkenly fell down the stairs of his dilapidated home and landed so awkwardly against the wall that he asphyxiated himself.






Sigh

(X): 'Is there anything more comedic than a 'curious' wife blaming her pregnancy on divine intervention?'

(Y): 'Sure, being the husband who believes her.'

(Z): 'Ba dump bump.'






The Nervous Control Freak

Why he was here surprised no one. Why he refused to leave...that perplexed us all.



My First Night at the Americana Motel

The Americana Motel was like ten feet away. My passenger, having puked already (a couple of roads back), was well on her way to doing it again. We needed a stop. And we needed it now.



Once I Had a Little Game

I have played Conversational Chess for a number of years now. It's an exercise in tact and courtesy, altruism and diplomacy; but mostly it's a performance in keeping the monster in me miles away from the fool in you.



Advanced but Primitive

She reminds me of a mentally swift and easy-going neighborhood dog...who miraculously knows how to talk. Yet spends the entirety of the night 'humping' your leg...without ever breathing a word.






The Reason

God isn't dead, silly. She's crippled. Or grounded. Lying in a ditch some where. Or maybe she's being molested by that creepy uncle of hers...

Either way, the universe's (ultimate) Fancy Pants is busy. and has no time for you. So get over it.




3/27/2011

Déjà vu

Déjà vu is your mind recalling the elements of a dream; the atmosphere of that experience.

The ethereal quality of the dream, the lack of specificity in the memory, and our immutable desire to be far greater than what we are...forces us to view this moment as a spiritual awakening. Shamefully so.



3/26/2011

'Dramatic'


What profit do you gain from uttering that word? I suppose one could argue that it is just a word and therefore no harm had been committed. But here were are, yet again, and here we shall remain, yet again...questioning just what it is that inspires you to open your foolishly snippy and abhorrently simple, incontinent and caddish mouth.


The Day I Met Ophelia

I had scarcely begun remembering her name when she started in telling her story.



3/25/2011

Salute

Good luck to the man who knows how to play to your weaknesses. I mean you do, right? Over and over again, obsessively so and without remorse.

Fear V. Wisdom

Fear sees fire. Wisdom sees smoke.



Reductions

(Pronoun) (auxiliary verb) (verb) (definite article) (noun) (preposition) (noun); (verb) (adjective) (noun) (noun). (Conjunction), (pronoun), (adjective) (noun) (preposition) (definite article) (noun), (pronoun) (auxiliary verb) (verb) (preposition) (definite article) (noun) (preposition) (adjective) (noun).

3/24/2011

Loyalities

 I had no intention of abandoning my post. None at all. My post, however, had other things are her mind. And loyalty was not one of them.

Loyality

I learned everything one needs to know about loyalty, luck, and love...from a back issue of Mad Magazine.

Lemon Wedges

She uses her judgment like a weeping whore uses her tears,
Who does so to gain little more than a momentary upper hand in a situation she never should have participated in to begin with.




Copyright Infringement

3/23/2011

Hardly Aware of What She Does

She sits in her room rubbing perfume & self-help books all over herself. Sinking into the abyss of her decay.

...

March 23. There is little left to learn in completing another (capable) man's chores.

Tragedy     Comedy
    18              14

Absinthe

Her Honesty finally collapsed...to the kitchen floor...into the maelstrom of all it shared.




Contingency Plans

So much for plan A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, and J.




3/21/2011

Decisiveness

Many of us become remarkably decisive at the most inopportune moment.




3/20/2011

Scoundrels

I was approached by a succession of scoundrels today. One by one. One after the other; each shaking my hand, praising me for the immoral feat I had just accomplished.

Until, finally, the last scoundrel approached, promptly smiled, tilted his head and in a low guttural voice...perniciously muttered:

'Join us, James; join us.'

And I did.








Thieves

Thieves are wise. Lazy, but wise.



...

March 20. It is found at times...that a torn tendon, internal bleeding, and a rather unflattering disposition will inspire even the most well intentioned physician to mutter the word 'Cancer.'

Tragedy     Comedy
    17              14 

Oregano

Oregano is the putrid whore of the spice world. And what's worse...she's quite content with that distinction.

An Infant Rebellion

The revolt began with a whisper...in a crowded room...on a morning meant more for lullabies than a boy's coming of age.

The revolt began with a whisper...in a crowded room...on a morning meant more for celebration than political plot.











Chubby Souls

She grabbed and squished the thigh of my soul. Its fat oozed through her tiny fingers.




Things

Creativity is the belief in the practicality of things.



3/17/2011

...

March 17. The burden of Sisyphus hangs to my ear. Push to one end of the spectrum only to fall to the other. Rejection/Praise/Praise/Rejection. The gallantry of mediocrity has never seemed so necessary.

Tragedy     Comedy
    17              13

Roaming...

A number of thoughts are roaming through my head. Some felicitous, others bright. But none with enough stamina to make it through the night.

21st Century

21st century socialization is a cold and uncomfortable room with far too many revolving doors and twice as many odoriferous guests.


Publishing

Burdened by having to make the necessary gestures, to thrust my way past the overcrowding of doubts.


3/16/2011

...

March 16. There is little in this universe more uplifting than a participatory activity without meaning. The lyric of the day will be forgotten. Hopefully.

Tragedy     Comedy
    16              13

Employees...

Her Patience is terribly understaffed.




Ethnically Diversifying the Social Milieu

Needed: 1 oppressed South African, 2 eccentric Norwegians, 6 Brazilian models, a smathering of Russian bourgeoisie, and, umm, 1 or 2 real-estate savvy South Koreans. No! 3 real-estate savvy South Koreans!!! 3! That should make for a good enough start.





Sinking...

He sunk into the depth of her decay....



Canons...

Diplomacy and Empathy are the hallmarks of the Intellectual.



My Dear Ophelia...

My Dear Ophelia:

It is in our most quiet and reflective moments, where we are guided by constitutional reserve and intelligent virtues, where our stubborn countenance is born again, stoic and fixed, that the stalwart marrow of my heart still gnashes and gnaws its caged limbs, its voice though muted, smothered and subdued, still calls out your name, your unparallelled frame, indelible embrace—its want to propagate our spirited story. 

So, today and in the days to come, uncouth and silently prowling our great moon-lit  stage, let us live, Ophelia, not like a weary stifled witness, but like mad starving children, wildly roaming the city streets—purging the calls of our histories, giving our lives form!

Humbly yours,
W.C.

3/15/2011

Spring

The peculiar onslaught of continuous joy--an injurious loss of productivity.









...

March 15: The cluster cycle has subsided. A laborious lesson in patience. The benefits of western medicine.

Tragedy     Comedy
    15              13

Consumption...

She is purging the calls of history; giving new life form. And I, four rooms down the hall, I am gorging on the feast of old friends.







3/14/2011

Pa-pa-power...

Leave the dead and the gods to the dead on the gods.

3/13/2011

The Breakfast of Champions

Assholishry is an impatient sport.

Assholishry is a quality play for the asinine sort...

Assholishry is a dying art.







Analysis...

Womb free since 1977.




Glorious...

The popularity of alcohol shouldn't surprise a soul. Not a one.



Caring is Creepy

Though contagious, 'Jungle Fever' is curable.



Roles

So long as human beings identify themselves with what exists between their legs...half the population will have no reason to relate to the other...

Angels Dance & Angels Die

Shamefully: Of all the angels? Beelzebub is the most creative.



3/12/2011

Period...

This is a sentence about the upside of death. It's not the greatest sentence; but it's still a sentence. And now...now...this is a sentence about bowling. This sentence is slightly better than the first one, but by no means categorically great either.

3/11/2011

Biomechanics....

I am often perplexed by how shameful the human body looks when it slips on ice and flails its arms about...

Groping the air hoping to catch some invisible friend.

Women...

Watching an inherently strong woman's vulnerability peak out from behind the shadows...is, by far, the most attractive and ingenious display of character...anyone of you will ever muster.

...

March 11. The premature/unnecessary testing of cancer again. Optimistic.

Tragedy     Comedy
    15              12

Cupid's Itch

Jealousy is the herpes of the 'feeling' organ. Anger? The gonorrhea of the intellect.

3/10/2011

It's a Wonder...

Arrogance strolled around the courtyard rather cheerily this morning.

...

March 10. The Love Ghosts are on the move again, Gentlemen. We received the telegram, late this afternoon...from the eldest of the two.

Tragedy     Comedy
    14              12

Just Play...

Were she able to sell the deeds of her youth (a penny a piece perhaps) to gain the good fortune of smiling again...

I imagine she would.





Arrogance...

Arrogance spits when it speaks.



3/09/2011

A Summer's Ghost...

It is a rarity finding someone in this universe who can slap you with a stop sign like she can...

What is more, and even more uncommon...is finding someone who wish she could.



Pride...

Pride's greatest foe is Experience. Naw, it's true...pride told me--in that rare moment of honesty (we all go through).

So, let's tickle Experience, shall we? Coo che coo, Experience; coo che coo.




3/08/2011

Appreciation V. Achievement

All human errors are dependent upon the want to achieve. That is to say, dissatisfaction...with what one has already gained.







Loquacious Honesty...

Her Honesty appeared dizzy and woozy; sickly and pale too. It swayed to the left and then to the right. But I'm proud to say, it hung to the task of catching itself. And it did. Until it puked.



3/06/2011

Tight Ropes

She put her best foot forward. And so lost her balance. And fell.



Shiny and Red...

Careful, man: She bites after she cries.



3/05/2011

Work in Progress

Oh, to have been a rebellious angel watching the desperate, poor, and confused lick the heels of hope the legislators of the Celestial City carelessly designed and comically set out...




3/03/2011

Reincarnation...

Should it ever be discovered that reincarnation exists, the merit of time travel will become absolute.

The Night...

She tied on her disguise like a child would a bow. And sought out to drink as much as she could throw...

After a night of drinking and the hiking of her dress. She was found warming the floor with her cheek and her breath...








Work...

A rejection will mythologize what might have been gained.



Surprise...

She ties on disgust like a child would a bow.







Photography...

Photography (like music) is quick and proficient. Photography immediately strikes the senses. Literature, however, saunters and limps; she tardily takes her time en route to delight.



3/02/2011

Ideas...

The joy of coaxing an infant idea to climb out of the abyss, to tug on your ear and whisper her story? Immeasurable.




2/28/2011

To Life's Most Ambitious Door Knockers...

The detriment of having skeletons in our closets isn't that the exist. It's that they're craftily skilled at making sure we ne'er forget that they do.


Knowledge...

Knowledge is a peculiar force. On the one hand it forever changes; on the other? It'll cause even the most plastic of men to become stubborn (abhorrent) mules.



Doubt V. Certainty.

Of whatever the sort: the value of certainty, the merit of doubt...they are both misguiding.



2/27/2011

Uneducated...

I had grasped the lesson my servant taught me, carried it with me long after she left...

But unequipped to know where to take it, I eventually misplaced it, and so sought another moment to remember.

Pleasure...

The pleasure of the moment perched herself on my shoulder, stretched her neck and chirped a song.





2/25/2011

Surprisingly

I had seen her cowardice scatter--then scurry to the corner--long before I walked in the room.

Failures...

A failure ought to be seen as an isolated social misstep, rather than a pervasive character flaw.

Remnants...

She is a petulant, impatient child with a heart of gold and a mind just floating in the breeze.



2/24/2011

Over Confidence...

My 'Over Confidence' got a little handsy with me tonight. And so being a gentlemen (of a certain degree) I happily returned the favor.

By night's end, with my hand under her shirt, just over her bra, she...


Connections...

Sometimes an entire marketing department is required to keep an amorous connection alive.




War...

The possibility...that men enjoy war as a distraction to their attempts at understanding women...is a great one.




Ambition's Flaw...

It is falsely believed that the more one craves something
the more likely one will acquire that something.




Existence...

Existence is the power to instill as many new ideas to as many new people in as many new moments as you possibly can.



Paragraphs...

I let the paragraph out. And immediately sough to get it back.


Elegance...

Some are born into elegance. Others, like plastic dolls, just illustrate it. I am a firm believer in eugenics.



2/23/2011

Fragility of Socialization

Few of us are prepared to realize just how fragile our friendships truly are.


2/22/2011

Spoiled...

He is more a spoiled brat than a needy one.

2/20/2011

...

February 20. The Cluster Parade has now begun. Listen to their engines hum.


Tragedy     Comedy
    14              11

1997

The Sixties fell on deaf ears and blind eyes. Even to the actors who gave us the colour...tie-dyed...submarine scene. Ken Kesey and his O.K. Corral, peace arcades and drugged-out slumber parties.



2/18/2011

The Story...

I had left my story on the desk and walked out of the room to tend to some affairs. When I came back that night, exhausted from my chores, I noticed my story had, strangely enough, sprouted some limbs and a pocket full of plum.

You'll be surprised to know that this did not perplex me. Not in the least. Watching her scamper 'cross the room, though. Crawl out the window and wave goodbye? Now that did.




2/16/2011

Windows and Histories

For no discernible reason whatsoever, I will, every so often, grab and toss a large enough object with sufficient enough weight and crack a window in my head simply to watch the history of everything I've done here seep in.

When I do this...the moment is by no means amusing. Utterly frightening really. And so I am quickly off...to the other room, on the phone, dialing up the repair company.

The Excitement of the Herd

To some we are impenetrable. Others...malleable at the slightest touch. We all are. Everyone of us. Because this is the nature of socialization.









Alcohol

Alcohol will at first hoodwink then sucker punch your soul.





Ode to Wordsworth

And there they lay. The remnants of our youth. Their necks splintered by the traps set out by Experience.

Running...

We had been up all night. Running. Mauling things over. When the sun woke, rubbed her eyes, and clipped our heels.

Creativity...


Her creativity is taking a shower. And I'm drilling a peep hole and breaking out the Vaseline.

2/15/2011

The Rolling Stone in Paris

She's a creative man's dream.
But an intelligent man's nightmare.





Arm-Chair Politics

Contemplation with inactivity will gut you like a fish.

Whipped and Hog-tied...

I've been whipped and hog-tied by a number of insults over the years. Weathered and beaten by them too. But none more damaging than: 'I don't think you'll be a good father.'

(You 'accidentally' poke the neighbor kid with a lit cigarette half a dozen or so times on like three different occasions, mostly for fun...and all the sudden you'd make a bad father?)

The insanity of that one (and the certainty in which it was delivered) still frightens every atom of my being.

2/14/2011

The Poor Decision Demon

The Demon dwells in the forest. In a long-abandoned cabin dating back to old charcoal-burning times. It is lonely here. And so is she.

Murmurs of the wind echo through the trees. A fox limps across the rotting porch. My visit here is unnecessary and the cold is bitter.




Skeletons...

Befuddle your skeletons before shoving them in the closet.



All But Her...

Petulance set in and suffocated all but one of the evening's guests.



Strangely Enough...

Losing your cool will fictionalize the elements that spark your anger.





2/13/2011

Manhood

Manhood is being responsible for burdens you wish didn't exist and sadden by the lack of responsibilities you wish you had.






Over-Zealous...

Over-Zealous Altruism is often flirty and charming, buxom and sleek. But she's nearly always accompanied by eventual Anger.



Mistakes

The secret knock was given. And looking through the peephole we saw Empathy...on time, smiling and finely dressed. The guard to my left looked at me and nodded his approval.

Much to our chagrin, many of our mistakes begin this very same way.

Moments...

The enormity of the moment frightened the next moment so badly that the follow-up moment to those first two moments stood and puked.




Sometimes...

Romance is a love affair with your imagination...





...

February 13. Aura Migraine. The loss of a good friend. Sense of freedom. The shame of hearing a mother cry.


Tragedy     Comedy
    13              11

Just 'cause...

Let's play a game of peekaboo with our funny bones.



2/09/2011

The Social Race...

I am often in the habit of rarely keeping up with those I get to know. Until a inevitable moment occurs and the sound of a bullhorn (or some such nonsense) echoes the possibility the race is soon to end.

The fear of this stings me, immeasurably so; and so I lengthen my stride, quicken my pace, and soon enough...

Soon enough, I'm at the finish line, out of breath...

And waiting.

2/08/2011

Remember This...

Anger is the most primitive form of emotional manipulation...




A e i o u and Sometimes y.

The girls' faces are slowly sinking away...

Many shades exist in the departed.



Altruism...

Sometimes Altruism imposes too great a responsibility on us. And so we rebel against it...like a spoiled child when asked to complete a mundane chore.

Cannot Remember Why...

There is both an enormous risk and an indelible benefit to losing one's memories.

Confusion...

Confusion belittles me. So does small talk. Small talk is filled with courteous assumptions. Confusion? Not enough of them.



I Need a Brand New Friend...the End.

The challenge is finding a friend who gives you the control to be exactly who you are--whatever the moment, whatever the outcome. One who hands you freedom to feel or not feel.

In the end, this is what it means to love him.





*stupid stupid stupid*

Psychoanalysis is not an appropriate substitute for introductory small talk.





...

February 8. Phantom Clusters increasing in frequency. Slightly befuddled. Hesitantly optimistic. Gertrude's birthday tomorrow.



2/07/2011

All n' all...

All he ever wanted was a hard day's work, the ability to make a woman blush, and the temperament to make her laugh 'til she lost all urinary control.





2/05/2011

Liberty...

Liberty begins with no less than three glasses of wine.



Hatred...

I abhor fear--especially in others.



2/03/2011

Mountains...

A relationship is not about climbing a mountain.
No, no, no. It's about building one.
And then throwing each other off it half way from the top.

2/02/2011

Freedom

The critic is a necessary component to the exercise we call art...



Chaos...

The grit of a negative experience is our immutable want to change it.



If...


If you cannot be talented, be creative. If you cannot be creative, be accepting. If you cannot be talented, creative or accepting? Settle for being good looking.


Death by Pony...

I knew a woman once who was really into unicorns. For her birthday one year, I bought her a pony and in an attempt to make it look all real and such, I creatively glued a horn to its forehead.

It was swell. She loved it. Really did. And I would have too, had she not spooked the fuckin' thing and got her head kicked in.

That was definitely the silliest of funerals.

...

February 2. Pneumonia. Medicated. At rest.




1/31/2011

'tis the Season

Cupid seems far more interested in firing his arrows than he is in properly aiming them.



Sometimes...

I sometimes drink to believe in others...other times to forget that I can't.



Gently...

Strife excites me. Success as well. But strife...more so.



1/30/2011

Aye...

Truth does not lend itself to happiness.

Instead, it lends itself to understanding, which leads to happiness.





The Switch-a-Roo...

Intelligence is not perceiving your partner's contradictions, it's being in the habit of completely ignoring them.



1/27/2011

...

January 27. Disappointment. So much depends on the audience.

Tragedy     Comedy
    12              11

1/16/2011

...

January 15. Unprecedented.

Tragedy     Comedy
    11              11

1/13/2011

Truth...

He runs after truth like a toddler learning to walk, who furthermore, does so blind folded and on a tight rope.




...

January 13. Optimistic. The knowledge of work--again. Seduction of exhaustion. The entertainment of sleep.

Tragedy     Comedy
    11              11

Gigs...

Dealing in certainties is a young man's gig.

And, oh, how I long to be young again.



1/12/2011

Two + A Bird...

Unaware of the ghastly scene set before her (the merits of which still muting us both) the song bird stood, she blinked, and she began to chirp.



Building Rome in Clinton...

& that's where she stood. Boisterous & new, on top the roof top, yelling. Screaming really...

'I want you.'

'I want you, James'

I had heard her--a couple of buildings over and a few floors down--I did.

& when I told her not to jump, to wait, to wait until I got there, I meant it. I certainly did.

Oh, but fella...it's in moments like these that they all become deaf.








1/11/2011

Detriments...

Anyone who strives for something with particular intensity, is often suspect of exclusively striving for that something and nothing more.




Scrapped Notes...

Dearest Ophelia:

I do solemnly regret to inform you that I have had the most recent pleasure of sleeping with your sister.

Notwithstanding, I must also admit that the two of you are unlike in every conceivable way. You? You being unique in your cowardice to applaud adjustment. She? She being acutely aware of intuitively knowing just what to do.

W/ great care and the hope that you'll one day admire your sister again.

Humbly yours,
WC

Types...

The presumptuous types rarely afford you the pleasure of feeling present.



Imagination...

And so it had finally passed: my imagination, having heard enough of my rationalizations, turned to me, gnashed its teeth, and shuffled off to bed.




...

January 10: nostalgia for my youth.

Tragedy     Comedy
    11              10

Progress...

Mutism ought to be encouraged. It should. But only before one is asked to speak, not after.



1/10/2011

Rewards...

Her proximity to me (not an inch or two) may have remained the most unfortunate element of the moment...had the book I had been holding not been of perfect size and weight...to wipe the sardonic smile from her face.




Control...

There is no virtue in always being cool. There's no virtue in pretending to be either.



Dancing...

On par with a sure sign of intelligence (a great indicator of it and the surest way to gain his intelligence) is not what you say about your life, it's what you choose to omit.

Prisms

Oh, the freedom she is afforded when feeling seduced, is of little importance to the cells she creates when conquered.



Today...

A cage went in search of a bird and found it's prey.




Be it Political or Religious

An advanced sign of maturity is the ability to use humour, rather than anger, in response to hypocrisy.




Lessons Learned...

The nature of a gift is its illustration of how well you have come to know someone; it is an extension of why one has come to know you.

So be assured, Gentlemen, well intentioned though you might be, the wrong gift will THUMP every one of the reasons why she wanted YOU to gift HER in the first place.







Values...

Learning to appreciate what stands in front of you..rather than what could...ought to be essential.

Unless you're about to get punched. If you're about to get punch...then...




More Productive

She found his cock more convincing than his character.

1/09/2011

Princesses, & Swarovskis, & Pillow Sniffers...

Naive and youthful, proud and presumptions...oh, the unattainable is forever attractive.

Laws of Attraction--Redux

A new Attraction begins with an 'atta boy,' a well intentioned pat on the romp, a playful pop to the shoulder. But then Attraction catches a cold or something. It becomes gravely ill. Barfs. And retreats. Breaks a fever and faints. Smashes its head on the table. And then pisses itself.

It's quite the show really--it really is; and most of us wouldn't change it for anything.




1/04/2011

Laws of Attraction....

Attraction depreciates in value the moment it begins.

Communication...

Let it be known now and in the days to come: that in the spirited candour of our loose speech, where the sounds of our thoughts thump and drop their way from out our lips, where we remain hungry in the maddening of our chamber's echo, gnawing on the careless evening's only plot.

There is kindled in me, and in the man I have become, an eventual regret for what we just did.

Sorry 'bout that.

1/03/2011

And so it is...

Muzzles and earplugs are the hallmarks of enduring relationships.



Wisdom...

Though we should applaud her ambition, never praise a guest who gulps her wine.

Not a Mad Dash...

Inebriation ought to be an evening-long journey.



1/02/2011

Getting Across Town...

I dare say, shooting the messenger is far easier than convincing the messenger to shoot the sender.



L.F.H.


The strongest and most independent woman I have ever met...not once uttered the word 'feminism.'




12/23/2010

Honesty...

'Honesty' is like that handmade sweater your grandmother gives you. Good for one or two social occasions, but never in moments where success is essential.

12/21/2010

Fever Solace...

What bothered him was not her stubborn independence; it was her stubborn belief that her stubborn independence was somehow advantageous.




Control V. Wisdom

For some...anger is ready, dripping, and on the tip of their tongues.



12/18/2010

Mistakes and Loses

We spend more energy cursing our mistakes than we do fixing them.




Warriors V. Givers...

Each of us is part warrior and part giver.

And I believe our successes (whatever their form) are dependent on the degree to which we let each part surface...






12/17/2010

Courage or Stupidity

When faced with losing a loved one, it takes courage to give into your neuroses.

It takes courage to give into your neuroses...rather than a loved one.




A Mother's Shame...

A mother's shame (once instilled) is a molester to girl.
A mother's shame (given years to exist) becomes a rapist to a woman.



Archiving...

How lucky was she that her father was a doctor?

Quite.



The Beauty of Nature...

Death? Well death can get awfully handsy sometimes.

Emotionally molesting too.

But it's in her nature, so we'll forgive her.


Such a Wonder...

Sensitive and fragile, angered and weak; but never open or vulnerable.




Challenge, Rarely Demand

He admires women who challenge, but rarely those who demand.



12/14/2010

To Success....

Let it be known, now and in the days to come, that the stalwart marrow of my hope still gnashes and gnaws its caged limbs, its voice though muted, smothered and subdued, still calls out your name, your unparallelled embrace.

Perceptions...

‎It is hard to take people seriously when the elements of their anger/insecurities seem to change with each new day.

12/10/2010

Love...

Love is not a reality; it's a value.



12/07/2010

Value


Believe more fully in your strengths than in your weaknesses.


The Utility of Romance...





Re-writes...

Anger is for pussies.

Anger, given the chance to fester, will destroy you.


Standards...

Having standards in your life is good; so long as they are not to the exclusion of what is good.




12/06/2010

The Buddy, The Guy, And The Fella...

Hypocrisy walked in the room carrying her favourite weapon--a .45 calibre Smith & Wesson.

A .45 calibre Smith & Wesson she affectionately named 'The Double Standard.'

Gunless. Shirtless. He went down swinging without a hope in hell.





And Yet...

Despite our nature, humankind is menacingly flawed at the whole herd thing.

It's a Wonder...

He found living up to her standards draining and difficult. She found them entirely impossible. It's a wonder.



4th Floor Living Without a Yard

Hypocrisy is NOT a minor character flaw. But neither is impatience.

12/05/2010

Joy

The joy of self gratification is the joy of having to please no one but yourself.

Little Warrior...


He could protect her from everyone...everyone but herself.


The Burden...

The burden of continual success? Eventual failure.

Disappointment...

Disappointment, given the chance to fester, will destroy you.

11/29/2010

Back to Square One

Deception is dangerous. For everyone involved.

Redux

There are few of us in this world more unattractive than the 'fibber.'

Except, of course, the fibber who thinks she's good at it.

11/22/2010

Humming Birds, Walks, and Popcorn...

Reciprocation is essential to the survival of any emotional/physical/intellectual connection.

10/01/2010

Down by the Mill....

A rumour had chased her today, but unequipped to gain any real ground...it simply caught up and licked the heels of those around her.

6/17/2010

Switch-a-Roos

He grew weary of being wanted but never seen.

You V. The World.

One may grow tired of learning, but the world will never grow tired of teaching.

Mutism

Mutism is a deficit. Selective mutism? More so.

6/15/2010

Value...

Do not want nor require anything more than the ability to embrace the creature you are, whoever you might be, in whatever moment you find yourself in.




6/08/2010

Like, ummm...

When hope and vulnerability collide...humiliation is certain to follow suit.



The Nature of Life....

What is painful...is not watching our heroes die. No.

It's knowing our belief in them will (eventually) have no choice but to die along with them.



5/30/2010

There is nothing like it.


Nothing induces a want to understand the universe like failure.


5/23/2010

As sturdy as it may seem...


A moment will never say it...but its dirty little secret is that it's always fleeting.


5/10/2010

The Truth of it....

Getting the chance to look at you, has been one of my greater artistic achievements.

4/19/2010

Principles...

You are and will continue to be no more powerful and/or weaker than the individual you are standing next to.



April 2010


And Mr. Fiddlesticks walked back in the room--with his fugly and abhorent bride, Miss Fiddlesticks! Fiddlesticks!


4/14/2010

This is not about you....

She is too strong to constantly play the role of victim. And yet...



3/25/2010

And she'll wonder why he left...

She'll illustrate fear, insecurity, and sometimes jealousy...but never care.

She's silly.



3/22/2010

States

Some are more apt to critize the things that make them confident than they are things that make them fearful.



3/21/2010

Of your own devise

I envy the man who caged you.


3/20/2010

Concrete...

His gift? The Chevrolet of contradictions. Hers? The Cadillac of mind fucks.

3/17/2010

Challenges...

Sadly, there is something strangely encouraging when being second guessed.

Fortunately...

She admired damage; and he sold her drug of choice.

Once a Knave...

The ability to feign interest has proven--yet again--to be his greatest challenge.

3/14/2010

Disgraced

The alcoholic ex boyfriend will forever ruin it for the rest of us (more spirited and capable) drunks.

3/11/2010

Distress....

You will find that 'worry' will often perpetuate the simplest of challenges.

3/08/2010

The Unexpected

Seems with each new chapter comes a dozen new lessons. He did not see this coming.

3/06/2010

The Poor Fella...

It wasn't until he was 32 that he realized who he was; and who is was...was a fella who wished he could be 31 again.

The Truth of it.

You will rarely find someone who boasts about being 'important' meeting the standards of those who actually are.

3/04/2010

Mr. In. Tent V. Miss Communication

In the struggle between intent and miscommunication...second miscommunication.

As he got Older...

As I get older, I seem more interested in making things work,
rather than destroying them.

What is also true...is that this sometimes bothers me.

3/02/2010

What to do...

Add to the stories that make up the human tale. Don't reiterate them.

2/28/2010

Flaws...

The oldest flaw in the book...is believing--in others.

Maturity...

Maturity is the ability to find value in multiple perspectives simultaneously.

2/27/2010

Innocence....

Idealism's greatest adversary is reality...

2/25/2010

Feelings

Were 'feelings' school children...I am fairly certain they'd be forced to take the small-school bus to get to class.

Fairly certain...

2/21/2010

Insights...

It isn't until your dinner guests are ten minutes away that you realize just how filthy of a person you've become.

Rooms

Empathy walking in the room didn't surprise him. Apathy following suit? Now that certainly did.

2/16/2010

Petite France

I had lost both the battle and then the war. And every soldier I sent in? Them too...

1/28/2010

Narratives






The Quivering Forest

The fella certainly was devoted. But no where near ready.

No, no, no....

Narratives






1/25/2010

Time

Time will race you. And time...time will win.

Frameworks

Should you find it necessary to understand someone by putting them into the framework of your own experience...

Don't.

1/23/2010

It's Too Bad...

Intelligence did not evolve to compete against anorexia addiction.

Where It's At...

Consistency (not instability), Kindness (not ego-centrism), and Empathy (not apathy) are the merit badges of the Awesome Possum.

Show and Tell....

To tell someone who you are is to boast about who you are. And to boast about who you are is usually a sign that a contradiction is about to slap your audience in the face.

The Detriment of Fear--Redux

Fear is designed to motivate, not navigate.

The Detriment of Fear

Fear is neither skilled nor qualified to instruct or counsel. Its sole purpose (its only purpose) is to simply motivate--nothing more.

Remember this.

1/17/2010

Fancy Pants, Kittens, Sunshine, and Robots.

I have never had a woman look so intently at me, and yet been so oblivious to the man standing in front of her.

1/16/2010

Again...

Admittedly, I had seen the chimp. I had. With a smile on his face and a lump of brown goo dripping from his hand.

What I did not see, not two feet above me, was the swirling, whirling motion of the room's only fan....

1/04/2010

The ghost

The ghost of my first love is walking away...

1/02/2010

Life

Sobriety is the mechanism that fools--an otherwise intelligent--man into believing he is living a valuable life.

12/30/2009

Things and things...

A woman is never more herself than when she's with a man other than you....

Puzzles and things...

It's not so much that she no longer cares; it's that she no longer cares to show you that she does.

8/08/2009

The Facts of Life...

Life--being in the business of teaching--has afforded me two valuable lessons:

The first (and unfortunately the harder of the two lessons to accept) is that humility and kindness are not as advantageous as one would imagine.

The second? Well, the second is that you ought never universalize the perception another human being has made of you. Ever. Period.

8/04/2009

Regrets

My biggest regret (were it necessary to make one) is the continual belief that those who not to like me are justified in doing so....

6/18/2009

Power V. Corruption

Power will always corrupt...because, like any living organism, it has no long-term inherent sustainability. Change is inevitable and is power's greatest foe...

Yet...at the root of power (again, no different than any other living organism) is a want to sustain its existence--by whatever means necessary. But the only way to do this (because by its nature no living organism can do so naturally) is through corruption.

5/14/2009

The Flaw of Cynicism.

To verbalize your cynicism is to misguide yourself into believing your opinion matters. On this front, the verbal cynic (without realizing it) has naively contradicting his (supposedly profound) negative view of the world.

To this end, verbalized cynicism is not an intellectually rites of passage. Rather, it is an illustration of one's inability to understand just what it means to be a hypocrite....

Tread These Paths Cautiously

The wise will always go two steps beyond what they believe to be the answer.

Learning....

More important than what you teach is how you teach.

5/07/2009

In all of history....

Let it be known, now and in the days to come....

Whimpering is achievement's greatest foe.

5/06/2009

Transformations

5/03/2009

Subjectivity V. Objectivity

How do you cope with knowing that all you believe is little more than an element to an arbitrary argument?

4/23/2009

The Difference....

His problem...wasn't that he intellectualized 'romance.'
It's that she didn't.

The Issue...

Were it discovered that human beings actually have purpose, it will be of the kind that has been given the least amount of consideration.

4/03/2009

Advice...

Carry in your pocket an ounce of doubt for any certainty you may hold.

3/30/2009

The Day....

I dream of the day when one's intellect will take precedence over her appearance.

3/02/2009

Often Times....

There are many in this world who confused Intimidation for Leadership.

Run from this people. And run fast.

2/10/2009

Veritas

Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum sonatur.

12/02/2008

Romance V. Partnership

Romance is based on lies.
Partnership is based on truth....

10/08/2008

Evil V. Man

Evil, however hard it may strive to, cannot become man; for man is far more sinister and resourceful....

Simply put, Evil's evolution has not reached that stage of development yet....

9/22/2008

Integrity

Shy away from the idea that you're the standard to which others should strive for....

8/22/2008

Feminism and the Feminist

There is a notable difference between Feminism and a feminist.

Feminism is a doctrine that demands equality.
A feminist is a person (male or female) who interprets said doctrine.

Like a bible pastor, a feminist's interpretation might be flawed, but the doctrine is irrefutable.

8/19/2008

The Nature of it....

The chip on your shoulder betrays your insecurities far more dramatically than your funny bone ever could.

8/18/2008

The Problem with Geography

A chorus had been sung today--a few neighborhoods over and in a city or two to the north.

8/16/2008

Character...

Achievement is not how much one acquires,
but how much one is willing to give away.

8/13/2008

Reasons Against Intimidation

Intimidation works--because you have come to understand the limitations of your intellect. Because your want for power exceeds your understanding that you will never possess it--because others fear fueling your increasingly unnecessary aggressive behavior....

7/28/2008

Reflections of a City

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7/23/2008

And the Night is Going to Fall....

Remember: Your constant need to illustrate your power will always make you the weakest one in the room.

7/07/2008

When in Rome...

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Prayer....

Do you know what an overly-smart and panicked child sounds like when he prays? He rationalizes, bargins, pleas, begs, hopes and expects. He sounds no different than a panicked 40 year old, just higher pitched and more hopeful.

7/03/2008

Angst Und Verweigerung

Wenn ein Problem besteht, hat eine Person zwei Wahlen:
Angst. Verweigerung.

6/30/2008

As the Company Left....

Six ways from Sunday and slightly to the left....
I awoke w/a start.

6/24/2008

On the Right Track

 
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6/22/2008

Nailed It!

 
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6/16/2008

Reasons....

The attraction of alcohol is that it offers a being a
sense of enduring success w/ every minute momentary accomplishment.

Journeys

I forgot where I met her. But I knew she was close.

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Stating the Obvious

It is best not to argue with gravity.
She is far more skilled than any one of us.

The Problems with Pockets...

I had met a beguiling story today. Even placed it in my pocket to save it for later.

Like chocolate, though, these things never quite turn out....

Imagination....

She heard a sound thump and drop its way from the attic.

The fear of it pinned her.

Inebriation

Sure, she had the energy to staple the truth to his forehead...
Hell, she even tried once. Huffed and puffed too.

But it was her lack of intelligence to start the task w/ a nail...that was really her undoing.

6/15/2008

Art-itechture

 
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6/11/2008

The Born Again

To advance his climb towards truth, the born again builds attractive ladders and scaffolds. Never realizing, however, that the material he has used is meant more to guide him sideways, rather than up.

Where it Happens...

I had met her in the cemetery, sunbathing.

Ode the most beautiful night of them all.

6/09/2008

He Took a Face from the Ancient Gallery....

 
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