Achievement is not how much one acquires,
but how much one is willing to give away.
8/16/2008
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
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
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
6/30/2008
6/24/2008
6/22/2008
6/16/2008
Reasons....
The attraction of alcohol is that it offers a being a
sense of enduring success w/ every minute momentary accomplishment.
sense of enduring success w/ every minute momentary accomplishment.
Stating the Obvious
It is best not to argue with gravity.
She is far more skilled than any one of us.
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....
Like chocolate, though, these things never quite turn out....
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.
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
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.
Ode the most beautiful night of them all.
6/08/2008
6/02/2008
To That Certain Type of Man....
Had you the inclination to gather every bar-brawling antagonist the world had to offer...to placed them in a room with their respective vices (fists, fights, addictions, and the like).
You'd have an idea of the type of room my mother found fit to socialize in....
You'd have an idea of the type of room my mother found fit to socialize in....
5/29/2008
The Supposed Evidence of Ghosts & Ghouls
I am afforded little joy in the notion that people put more faith in the supernatural than in the fallibility of modern photography.
4/22/2008
Fertilizer and Egg
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....
A mother is not a woman...but the sermon that gives you the confidence to surpass the archetype....
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).
3/15/2008
I've Often Wondered...
Will there be 12 men in the room when I die? Or only two...or will it be a mirror?
If it's the first, I hope I ain't wearing the frilly underwear. If it's the second, I hope I hid my cash. If it's the third? I hope I don't sneeze.
If it's the first, I hope I ain't wearing the frilly underwear. If it's the second, I hope I hid my cash. If it's the third? I hope I don't sneeze.
The Walk Home
And it was in that moment when I finally and rudely realized what was preventing me from advancing the second step.
One can hardly be said to walk well when one is inebriated, less likely (doubly so) after one has plunged (nose first) into the solid oak floor.
One can hardly be said to walk well when one is inebriated, less likely (doubly so) after one has plunged (nose first) into the solid oak floor.
Unification of the Senses
Unifying the head, the heart, and the genitals to admire the form bent before me is the process by which I realize I am made up of at least three--forever separate--essential organs.
Ultimately
Ultimately the social milieu in which you are born is as inconsequential as the location of said birth. Both lead to false identities and diminish--feverishly--one's eventual originality.
2/11/2008
The shirt and tie gig...
I was about as comfortable as an over-zealous Hindu in a slaughter house...
A Year of Capitalism
There were a dozen changes in me that I saw coming; 12 more that I didn't...But it's the three (I haven't even mentioned) that continue to scared the shit out of me.
A Story About Quiche in Ten Minutes
Curtain opens: Act 1: Scene 1.
"I'm in the mood for quiche," she said...
"Well, I ain't so that's enough out of you...."
*SLAP*
Curtain closes....
By
James--with-9-minutes-and-28-seconds-to-spare--Majoros
"I'm in the mood for quiche," she said...
"Well, I ain't so that's enough out of you...."
*SLAP*
Curtain closes....
By
James--with-9-minutes-and-28-seconds-to-spare--Majoros
Another applause; another gift....
More often than not, I believe there exists in you (insert name here) an extremely high level of kindness and intelligence--both brought on by pain and natural wisdom--two characteristics that will forever exceed whatever superficial attraction you may possess....
The Goodness of Man
In my life:
I've ripped open my leg trying to climb a roof.
I've been hit by a car. After which I flew over said car and slid (unproductively) on the pavement fifteen feet.... I was lucky, though, for my motion was stopped by an awfully friendly curb--as it seems my head (skull) wasn't strong enough to beat concrete he took it upon himself to make sure nothing else 'bad' would happen...
I use to suffer fainting spells. As such, i've hit my head on the: floor, a bath tub, a bathroom door, a school fountain, the toilet and the pavement twice--twice!
I once jumped on my bed face first into a pillow...only to find out my mother bought me a cabbage patch kid and hid it under the blanket, just above said pillow...My nose (though more importantly, my self esteem) has been 'skewed' ever since.
I've done a lot of things and felt a lot of pain....
But nothing compares to my current inability to believe in the goodness of 'man.'
I've ripped open my leg trying to climb a roof.
I've been hit by a car. After which I flew over said car and slid (unproductively) on the pavement fifteen feet.... I was lucky, though, for my motion was stopped by an awfully friendly curb--as it seems my head (skull) wasn't strong enough to beat concrete he took it upon himself to make sure nothing else 'bad' would happen...
I use to suffer fainting spells. As such, i've hit my head on the: floor, a bath tub, a bathroom door, a school fountain, the toilet and the pavement twice--twice!
I once jumped on my bed face first into a pillow...only to find out my mother bought me a cabbage patch kid and hid it under the blanket, just above said pillow...My nose (though more importantly, my self esteem) has been 'skewed' ever since.
I've done a lot of things and felt a lot of pain....
But nothing compares to my current inability to believe in the goodness of 'man.'
8/25/2007
You go to my head...
Anxiety will prevent an individual from seeing beauty in him or herself.... Egotism will prevent an individual from seeing it in others....
Like Bubbles in Champagne
My eventual wife will be rather fond of pearls.
Obsessed in a sense...
And if it's not pearls then something synonymous
like turtles
or tea pots...
picnic baskets.
Either way, there will exist a necessary competition...
I shall marry her for her face and photography....
I'll shall remain faithful for she'll be much more than that...
Much more!
Obsessed in a sense...
And if it's not pearls then something synonymous
like turtles
or tea pots...
picnic baskets.
Either way, there will exist a necessary competition...
I shall marry her for her face and photography....
I'll shall remain faithful for she'll be much more than that...
Much more!
Pissing on these ancient Aztec Indian walls
Pissing on these ancient Aztec Indian walls, I'm reminded of two things: -
Southern winds still make the act difficult
Such follies still stain my trousers
Such a wonder.
Southern winds still make the act difficult
Such follies still stain my trousers
Such a wonder.
Recycled....
I am interested in anything dealing w/truth, honesty and any attempt to acquire them. Equally so, however--contradictorily perhaps--I am also interested in camaraderie, brotherhood and love....
5/18/2007
5/16/2007
Irony....
When you realize there's a potential you might be wrong, you've equipped yourself with the capabilities to eventually be right...
The Office Social Milieu
Every moment is an unoccupied stage...
wherein one is forced to act without purpose or relevance...
wherein one is forced to act without purpose or relevance...
Random Compliments to Random Readers
I could spend the better part of an eternity picking your brain...while remaining constantly enthralled by the true breadth of your wonderful character....
Socialization...
Possessing a strong sense of sensitivity to those around you is as endearing and attractive as the world's finest intellect...
Concerning things...
(Insert words here that mean something, make you feel funny in the bathing suit area, and makes you pee a little bit cause you're laughing so hard.)
Believe me there is a difference...
There is a tremendous and equally powerful difference between:
Confident and strong people and simply angry people who have convinced themselves of flawed ego-based fiction.
Confident and strong people and simply angry people who have convinced themselves of flawed ego-based fiction.
4/23/2007
These are the days of our...
I didn't see my Cuban friend fall....
But when the calvary walked in...I was all eyes....
And while my maid was pretty, endearing really, she was awfully scared...
It is true, today was a strange day....
But when the calvary walked in...I was all eyes....
And while my maid was pretty, endearing really, she was awfully scared...
It is true, today was a strange day....
4/01/2007
Advice...
Stop letting your unbruised ego make assumptions your intelligent self knows nothing about....
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3/31/2007
3/30/2007
Purifying
The individual constantly trying to affirm his/her authority is usually an individual oblivious to the reality of a situation.
3/28/2007
Condolences
The unfortunate truth about feminism is that it must include the idea of 'man' within its doctrine. It cannot fully separate itself from it.
Not only unfortunate, but also depressing...
Not only unfortunate, but also depressing...
Public Transit
I completely underestimated the level of ignorance among early morning public transit travelers.
3/26/2007
What I Wish for...
A simple request...
Simply having my wants and needs match up and shake hands...
To say hello, of course...perhaps give one another a nice big hug...
A sloppy wet kiss...
Simply having my wants and needs match up and shake hands...
To say hello, of course...perhaps give one another a nice big hug...
A sloppy wet kiss...
Or at least can...
Whether to play the victim along side the prey, or the prey along side the victim--both of which being lead by a narrow-faced preditor, misunderstanding--is what drives my character.
The road less travelled
Believe it or not...alcohol certainly takes its toll.
With that, the eventual outcome of excess is a want to change the game you initially started...With that, comes a second bout of excess; perhaps in a sense, a more healthy round of excess--sobriety...though like before, its root purpose is no different--change, escape, difference.
With that, the eventual outcome of excess is a want to change the game you initially started...With that, comes a second bout of excess; perhaps in a sense, a more healthy round of excess--sobriety...though like before, its root purpose is no different--change, escape, difference.
5 o'clock at the wine rack
You know, it wouldn't look like I had a drinking problem...
If you fuckers did shift work.
I mean, jeez.....
If you fuckers did shift work.
I mean, jeez.....
Redemption...
The alcoholic's problem is not necessarily with alcohol...rather, it's his inability to be satisfied with his sober reality.
To be sure, this is a semantic distinction...
To be doubly sure, this is a drunk conversation....
To be sure, this is a semantic distinction...
To be doubly sure, this is a drunk conversation....
At The Road Side Crying....
There is something innately beautiful about letting someone into your private world, what...with all the moats, solders, hedges n' all....
Yet, I'm the type who enjoys a good peeper, you know?
Rather than a guest.
You know the type, they camouflage themselves to match the hedges...
They bend branches...peer in.
Build attractive ladders....
I dig these folks, for like me, their guards are positioned at every post, armed and ready....
Yet, I'm the type who enjoys a good peeper, you know?
Rather than a guest.
You know the type, they camouflage themselves to match the hedges...
They bend branches...peer in.
Build attractive ladders....
I dig these folks, for like me, their guards are positioned at every post, armed and ready....
Thoughts...
Every boy desires to outshine his father....
In every son's mind, though....
Exists the voice of a father....
A voice that stops any of that nonsense from happening....
In every son's mind, though....
Exists the voice of a father....
A voice that stops any of that nonsense from happening....
She Drove me Crazy...
Aw, guys, come on...it's not that she's drunk...
Her problem, if anything, is more with gravity...
Her problem, if anything, is more with gravity...
The difference between Music and Love:
With music you have individuals collaborating--using talent to create a third entity.
With love, you've got two schmoes merely running into each other.
If music has taught me anything, it's that love falls short of being truly beautiful.
With love, you've got two schmoes merely running into each other.
If music has taught me anything, it's that love falls short of being truly beautiful.
Patience is a Virtue...no, no, no...
Virtue exists, not in patience, but in the attainment of experiencing what you had once not possessed...
In other words, there is beauty in negation and slow change...
In other words, there is beauty in negation and slow change...
An Exercise in Stating the Obvious
Did you know you don't pee when you're dead...and that fish swim when they're hungry?
Lost little girl...
"This is no place for a graveyard...." she said.
"This is no place for dreams neither...."
"This is no place for dreams neither...."
Perceptions
Of course it make sense to you; if you're the one looking in the mirror asking the question....
Motivation and Weakness
The Optimist fails to realize he's scarred. But the Realist is all too willing to show him the knife....
I Like to Sing
I like to sing in the shower....
My audience?
The four walls....
Beyond that?
My unfortunate neighbors....
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They're nice people, though....
So, we'll forgive 'em....
My audience?
The four walls....
Beyond that?
My unfortunate neighbors....
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They're nice people, though....
So, we'll forgive 'em....
Concerning Steak and Head day
I'd give my left pinky toe...Nay, a tub fill of talent, to be able to get it up simply because a girl had offered me steak and head...
First off, I dig cooking...
Second, one's mouth is better filled with words....
First off, I dig cooking...
Second, one's mouth is better filled with words....
Preference
I've always admired women who knew how to talk...
Rather than those who knew how to kneel...
Rather than those who knew how to kneel...
Hope V. Faith
Hope is convincing yourself that something beautiful will eventually happen.
Faith is convincing yourself that it already has...
Faith is convincing yourself that it already has...
The Benefits of an Ideology...
An ideology affords a being two things:
* The gift of believing in something
* Patterns of behavior one uses to give oneself a sense of identity.
Note, this says nothing about the truth of one's reality.
* The gift of believing in something
* Patterns of behavior one uses to give oneself a sense of identity.
Note, this says nothing about the truth of one's reality.
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