To build a vision of the world that corrects the inequities of this time in my life ...

Men and women of substance.

Relativistic physics, galilean transformations, and their analagous application to ethics and rhetoric

Music and the doppler shift.

Transformation of art and culture.

Assumes multiple discrete reference axes around which to shift. But ( Read more... )

I don't want to be the errand boy of the collective and grand dreams of the race. I wanna set the agenda. Do the impossible. The unthought of. Otherwise, it's just a waste. I'm a waste and my life didn't matter. I'm not respected nor admired, I'm patronized by a world that snickers to itself knowing that I did exactly what It wanted me to, thinking ( Read more... )

Oh how now the world has gone
On and now how all these days forgotten;
Nothing of their stain goes hence,
Nothing of their dreamish shades
Remain as trellis titans whore
And lounging, graze through time
Till hollow sunshine makes them old.

I miss In-N-Out. It's quickly becoming a fond memory of something I did when I was young. Happy days; friends, no less deserving than children of dreams that never became, caught in complications. French fryer burns and all. I learned and left behind, and quit the day I said I would, when I took this job months ago. My first job.

It's the little things that get me down. All the little things we never did and never will. Having coffee. Walking around. Dinners, movies, making love. Seeing your face. I'll meet someone else and you'll meet someone else, and share these things with them, little joys for all my bluster, happy memories; and I'll love her more than anyone I've ever ( Read more... )