A father is not a man...but an archetype that ought to be: first applauded, then surpassed.
A mother is not a woman...but the sermon that gives you the confidence to surpass the archetype....
4/22/2008
4/13/2008
Stages...
In walks, stage left, the necessities of the conversation.
Stage right? The presence of mind to end it.
Stage right? The presence of mind to end it.
4/09/2008
Imagination Running Amuck
By its very nature: a dark space cannot explain itself
(for the mind is far too busy speaking for it);
it has no room to get in a word edgewise...
(for the mind is far too busy speaking for it);
it has no room to get in a word edgewise...
Oddly Enough
It is found sometimes...in moments of panic, fear, and passion....
that the Rational often seems a supporter of the Imagination...
rather than (as it should be) its greatest competitor....
that the Rational often seems a supporter of the Imagination...
rather than (as it should be) its greatest competitor....
To Peculiar Men
I had been sitting here for no more than ten minutes when I was approached by two men asking for money.
The first: beardless and buoyant, bowed his head and offered a practiced speech--volunteered one too many thank yous and twice as many pleases.
The second, was not so much appreciative, as he was honest...simply scowled at the amount I had given him.
It is true, by night's end...at least three men were fed today.
The first: beardless and buoyant, bowed his head and offered a practiced speech--volunteered one too many thank yous and twice as many pleases.
The second, was not so much appreciative, as he was honest...simply scowled at the amount I had given him.
It is true, by night's end...at least three men were fed today.
Grooming to Appear Appealing
I had saved the life of a lie today by telling another. And when the second lie became breathless...I created a third...
So on and so forth.
It wasn't until the seventh lie that I realize:
what I had set out to do on this occasion still had not been done. That my hair's cowlick had still not settled...and that any lie to the contrary would by no means help the cause.
So on and so forth.
It wasn't until the seventh lie that I realize:
what I had set out to do on this occasion still had not been done. That my hair's cowlick had still not settled...and that any lie to the contrary would by no means help the cause.
Awkward Moments
The burden was not so much walking into the room and seeing her in a blood soaked towel....It was more so seeing the shine of the knife my friend was holding....
Ode to those silly awkward silences...
Ode to those silly awkward silences...
Mistrials
Adam could not formulate a proper defense until long after his expulsion from the Garden (the appeal is not necessarily naivety, but a lack of knowledge and incompetence on the part of the attending counsel)....
From this and for no other reason, the powers that be ought to declare a mistrial!
From this and for no other reason, the powers that be ought to declare a mistrial!
The Grumpy Young Man
What had been described to me today (after all my regular business had been completed) lent little support to the reasons why I woke....
The Grumpy Old Man
I had opened my window this morning...not so much because I heard a bird chirping...But rather to give my boot better aim to stop any of that nonsense from continuing!
The Artist's Opening
Should it be discovered that the artist's work is meaningless...
One ought to remind him...that so too is his audience....
One ought to remind him...that so too is his audience....
4/08/2008
4/04/2008
The Young Woman
I had noticed early on...that she'd often make odd and critical observations of the men who stood in front of her.
These criticisms weren't, by themselves, an indication of her naive youth; making a point to verbalize them, however, was....
These criticisms weren't, by themselves, an indication of her naive youth; making a point to verbalize them, however, was....
Emotional Architecture
The pleasure should ought to be attending the picnic in front of his walls....Not the clumsy world that exists behind them.
Shelves and Spaces
And there sat on her shelf two objects: her past; and any reasonable explanation of why she left it there...
Simply for the Novelty
Applaud the mistakes you have made...crisply and cleanly pat yourself on the back....
Given the constitution of the world...
Oddly enough, regret, fear, and guilt...will always outplay appreciation.
Foundations
At the root of photography is vanity and remembrance....
In other words, evidence that you (once) exist(ed).
In other words, evidence that you (once) exist(ed).
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