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"Only a couple of generations ago, we the people sang the songs and told the stories and generated our culture from the bottom up.

But now, more and more of our culture is spoon-fed to us top down by corporations, TV networks and ad agencies.

We must reclaim our culture. Start telling our own stories again. Singing our own songs. Producing our own meaning.

Creating our own cool..."

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Friday, August 06, 2010
where are my sexy jellyfish?

Inception failed to capture the ferocity of imagination that comes with dreaming.  I'm pretty sure everyone experiences something more outlandish than a James Bond movie or Metal Gear Solid when they sleep?

Where was the guy eating his own face?  Where were the clouds of neon, acid spitting, (yet) strangely sexual jellyfish?


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Saturday, July 31, 2010
don't get too excited...

I'm in two minds about language, spelling and grammar.  On the one hand - I love language, in and of itself.   Whether it is careful and concise or playful and poetic, language played and presented well has an undeniable aesthetic elegance.  On the other hand - I firmly believe that language is quintessentially a tool; a vehicle used to make the journey of communication.

From this latter viewpoint: if I use a sound or formation of letters to convey a concept and it is understood by the person I am trying to convey that concept to - then it IS a word, or at the very least fulfills EVERY function for which words were ever invented.  This holds whether or not it ever gets ratified by Oxford, Webster or dictionary.com.

I guess it is the age old question of form and function.  Which is more important?  I don't know.  Personally I prefer to stay within the formal boundaries of linguistic conventions.  If only because I believe that a tidy, finely tuned, well kept vehicle lets me get to my destination faster and with less embarrassment.




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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
casual self-stalking: a victimless crime

i avoid following my dreams.  i just sort of meander about them.  i think following them, all the time, would just be kinda creepy.

my dreams and i mix in the same circles.  we hang out at the same clubs.  know the same crowds.  we recognize each other on sight, but not necessarily by name.

if i see my dreams at a party i don't always say 'hello', but i'll give an acknowledging nod and go about my evening.  safe in the knowledge that they're still out there.

spinning in similar circles.

sharing the same scene.

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what's my Age again?

do you think any of them saw the end of their Age coming?

the Vikings?  the Elizabethans?  the Beats?

do you think they woke up one morning and said: "yeah, that was a good Age but I'm glad it's finally over - what's next?"

i really don't think they did.

and i have the sneaking suspicion that we didn't either.


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Monday, August 24, 2009
happy birthday dearest

 

all i do is miss you.  as i hang out with these strangers, tidal relationships in various states of rise and decline, in this life constructed by decisions made in haste or not at all - i just miss you.

 

i do not wish you were here.  i imagine your life MUST be better anywhere else, with anyone else, as far away from all of this as possible.  on the best days and the worst - i'm glad you made it out.



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Friday, August 07, 2009
hello


i've been busy.  doing a little professional writing, which is nice and gratifying.  i've also been plugging away at my own stuff - a gothic romance novella tentatively titled 'Scarecrow and the Adamantine Heart', and a few scripts here and there.

the 5am challenge below relates, in a purely thematic way, to the novella.  it's also a running daily deadline project and a homage to some amazing people in my life.  and it's a bit of fun too i guess.  i'll post highlights here.

although i do have to remind people that i do not fall in love.  i do not, do not, do NOT fall in love.  i do not fall in love, anymore.

how've you been?


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Saturday, May 16, 2009
ad lucem


hand over hand. grasp. grip. pull. hold. repeat.

hand over hand. slowly. inexorably. onward. upward.

hand over hand. over hand. again.

don't slip. don't let yourself fall. not again.

it is so far up. it is so far down.

hand over hand. grasp. grip. pull. hold.

hand over hand. again. and again.


repeat.


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Monday, April 20, 2009
what to make if there is no mood?


light of the situation, perhaps?  gurney halleck said [mood is] "a thing for cattle and love play"; but I always had my suspicions about his association of the two.

i see writing as a vector - requiring both direction and magnitude.  without a prevailing mood we are but flotsam in the doldrums of creativity, ineffectually sculling circles with stunted intellectual paddles.

we need to be caught up in exhaltant tradewinds.  to be dragged under by treacherous currents of depression.  gale force anger.  a tsunami of paranoia.

all the genius in the world wont get you anywhere without the want for, or the need to get away from: 'something' (anything!).  to be drawn to, or pursued by: love; lust; fear or desperation.

what to make if there is no mood?  a pointless rant about moods themselves apparently.


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Sunday, April 12, 2009
sally


we don't fall in love
love falls in us
and it goes straight through
like yesterday's pasta aubergine
love is like fibre
it helps us pass time


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Tuesday, April 07, 2009
blasphemous


she says she just wants to kiss me, because her religion forbids it.

and i can't help but think...

...what else does her religion forbid?


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