January 2011
1 post
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pattern establishment phase start
May 2010
1 post
via request
my scattered mind the color of candlewax falling my ears the draining battery a kiss distant lips writing lists shanghai qingdao hangzhou suzhou henan hunan sichuan china mind disconnected your pashmina neck *** every leaf on every tree and every fish in every sea seeing all the things those things might see would still not be enough for me. *** oh darjeeling the silver tips of your lapsang...
December 2009
3 posts
so sorry, sunshine
chinese composition… could use some work. but I’m going to be writing a lot more of these.
从前有一只老虎。 老虎住在小猴住的森林里。 那天老虎快饿死了。 因为老虎最喜欢吃猴，所以他去捕食。 他爬上每棵树去找猴。 在一棵树上有我们友好的朋友小猴。 老虎觉得小猴看起来很好吃，所以继续向上爬。 突然小猴跳进云里去。老虎试着跟踪小猴，但是云太高了。 老虎没有放弃！ 他建造了一架梯子伸向云端。 爬上梯子以后，老虎看不到小猴。 他只看他小时候的家。 他在那个家找小猴，可是他妈妈想跟他说话。 他妈妈说，不应该捕猴，因为他是你的弟弟！ 老虎哭了。 他仍然想吃他的弟弟，但是他妈妈打了他。 因为他不想伤害妈妈， 老虎爬下梯子，爬下树，吃了很多猫咪。...
November 2009
5 posts
my virtual presence is sub-par. i am sorry, but my physical presence is also lacking. where am i, being neither here nor there? i want to know, too.
October 2009
11 posts
“The Wounded Breakfast
A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon, squealing...”
– Russell Edson
I was so overwhelmed by color and form and motion that my eyes could have fallen right out of my head. Although the others were not fully immersed in joy (it was a rough end for the little one), I kept myself apart from that. I felt little negativity; certainly nothing like a ‘bad trip’. But the circumstances were not ideal. In the future it will be better. Still I am enamored of this...
it’s amazing how easily we humans are manipulated by others. and how much cruelty we’ll disregard for love.
when i’m experiencing something beautiful, i try to make it a part of me. i try to immerse myself; to say, i am here, truly, and this is happening to me. i try to hold on to that moment, but i never really can.
September 2009
82 posts
i’m back.
