Table of Contents for an imaginary book (2011)
riding brain waves, the signature of an earthquake, calm voices, half a million thoughts, reincarnation, a gentle hum of anxiety, the place between sleep & awake, pole dancing to gospel hymns, inner sanctuary, words with tempers, passionate scars, songs to sink to, cheap thrills, the colors I dream in, whispering in french, synchronization, what makes the mind turn, the world at large.
• Speak
If I was here, this is where I'd want to be.
If I was here, this is where I'd want to be.
To those who stay put, the world is but an imaginary place.
But to the movers, the makers, and the shakers,
the world is all around, an endless invitation.
I’m really scared for my generation, you know. The thing that scares me most is Tumblr. I hate what Tumblr has become. Because it like, it reminds me of those clique-y girls in high school that used to make fun of everyone and define what was cool, but in five years, when you all graduate, that shit doesn’t matter. No one gives a fuck about that shit.
Instead of kids going out and making their own moments, they’re just taking these images and living vicariously through other people’s moments. It just kills me. Then you’ll meet them and they’re just the biggest turkey in the world. They don’t actually embody any of those things. They just emulate. It’s scary man, simulation life that we’re living. It scares me.
- Drake
Please feed the animals.
Surprise! After long consideration, I put my ambivalent feelings aside and decided to resurrect my tumblr. I’m a pretty busy bee these days, so no guarantees I’ll stick with it or keep it up-to-date… well, we’ll just see what happens.
For now, I’m going as far as these crooked legs take me.
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It is always sad when someone leaves home,
unless they are simply going around the corner
and will return in a few minutes with ice cream sandwiches.
No wonder our perception of beauty is so distorted…
