I always had this feeling that I'd find Jesus one Sunday morning. I hoped I never would, but the truth is, I saw it coming around every corner. I thought I'd see him on a highway in Middle America, framed by fields in all their agrarian glory; or maybe in a lonely sleepy bar in Mexico, or after a long night of biting my nails and doing cocaine. ( Read more... )

i am really FUCKING fed up with this isaiah washington thing ( Read more... )

i've been working on a screenplay for forever. i have maybe only a quarter of it down, and i condensed that quarter into what is in the lj cut below. it's jarred and choppy, i know, and i realize it's a bit of a read, but i would really appreciate all feedback -- good or back. the more criticism, the better. please read and tell me what you think ( Read more... )

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i awoke to the sound of the upward bound ( Read more... )

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of all the things that i am cynical about in this world, it breaks my heart that even music is one of them. there have been, and there are, many good artists. however, i can only think of a handful that have elevated music to a high art, to something that is timeless and unrepeatable, and none of them have had their heyday in the last twenty years ( Read more... )

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one of my college application essays asks me to write about a person who has had significant influence on culture and thought. after going through many options (john locke, aristotle, lech walesa, matt groening), i decided to write on bob dylan. i'm giving it to you to scrutinize, so please comment.

( you better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone. )

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