I know this is the obvious statement of the day, but we can't win this war on terrorism. How can you fight a war of ideas? there are too many fronts. and now they're justified in hating us. The decline of america... maybe of the human race. when we only give a shit for money and ourselves, I'm afraid the world will become a nightmare. people ( Read more... )

The frequency of the light is different here, the moon hides here. She thinks we don't want her so she'd rather save her energy and shine where she's appreciated. I made friendship bread and realized I have no friends. Nor have I a forum of anonymous nonfriends to exfoliate my heartmoan. I feel judged and out of place most everywhere, but am very ( Read more... )

i sense something stirring

All men dream; but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible.
T.E. Lawrence

I don't believe in front lawns, I believe in wild flowers
through the pavement.
Dogs must remain on a leash at all times
because the government is afraid that if we saw them running
so free, we'd get the idea that we wanted to be off our leashes too.
And they can't have us running wild.

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So Edward Albee (playwright, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?) is a spokesperson for the arts education nonprofit I work for. He spoke at an event we held recently, and since I just spent hours transcribing the video tape, I thought I'd make some us of it and post it. That, and it's worth a read...

Albee: "I was given a good education…and I’ve spent ( Read more... )

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Just allow me this completely selfish self-centered rant and perhaps I will be purged. They're packing up for their trip to see my sister, and to Spain, and I'll be here alone, to look after the animals, because I screwed up so I don't deserve to go. And I want to blame them- I can't assitant direct Esther's play because I have to take care of ( Read more... )

after a day of hunger for food that did not satisfy and longings for tumbling bear brawl games that could not occur, I run a steaming bath and drink a cold beer and let the bottom tips of the pages get wet as I dip lower in the water to submerge the slopes of my neck that are turning to stone. I feel very thin and crampy- and 6 ounces of beer is ( Read more... )