I love the EPA.

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It is something foreign and unreal. You feel as though you are dreaming.

Interpersonal.
You perceive a new dimension of yourself, simultaneously frightening and invigorating.
It is like breaching a wall, or a gap.
You come out on the other side silenced. Hindsight is like observing the ocean.
The change is in the gut.

Assignment turned into an object of care: poetry, a la river of life in Hesse's Siddhartha.

A berry scrub bush cloisters a space of bare dirt,
embracing the rain-washed fence posts of my childhood home.

I am led through the tall snake grass by the unified man
woman beside the window shelf cactus,
washing plates for the morning light.

In the white ( Read more... )

My uncle was telling me about Doug Sahm and Ry Cooder. They're both very good musical artists. Cooder made this wonderful album, a real album, with true connectedness between all the songs. The title is Chavez Ravine ( Read more... )

John Coltrane is the best.

My aunt, uncle, and second cousin are down. They are from Chicago and San Antonio has just gotten a cold front and rain. Irony sometimes has teeth.

The best words of the day:
intersexual
psuedohermaphrodite

I am fond of Final Fantasies. And now there are two of them to brighten up my day. Check out the XIIth installment of the immensely popular game, and some of the music by the underwhelmingly popular Owen Pallet and his band.