Going through old journals. I was really angry at the snow one day.
Small deft flakes
bring us your cleanse
release us from our warmth
which clouds our hearts like alcohol
Make us see clearly
show us the paths of those to trot before
so that we may decide:
is this the path we are meant to take,
or must we stand up for freedom
and move away from the path
and into the snow
Suppose with me that we use the word ‘skill’ to describe a person’s ability to intuit a subject correctly. A person that is ‘more skilled’ in a certain subject is simply more adept at making good decisions while working.
I consider myself a naturally skilled writer, but I know that I can get better. If I work hard enough, I will eventually be able to intuitively write well.
I’m making charts as I learn.
Base:
A physical resolution to the game at hand. To read: Murder.
To wit: some shall revere my name, all should despise it. In truth the antichrist will be more beautiful and lovely than we can imagine.
What then, say you to the gods? For if there is any task more Sisyphean then I pray, tell me, for I have not yet had my fill.
[Inspired, R. Moses]
“Just tell me that this isn’t what you wanted. Just tell me that.”
There was a pause on the other end. “Of course this isn’t what I wanted.”
I didn’t know if it was true, but it didn’t really matter. The fact that she said it made it true enough. She said more, but I don’t recall anything of grave importance. In this uncertainty, I found something new. Do we really live our lives searching for what is true, or what is true enough?
In my world
one does not sing, but screams songs of joy to God.
"Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the ‘good life,’ whatever it is and wherever it happens to be."
—Hunter S. Thompson
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Three
- When I am sad, there is only despair. It is lonely, I cannot see the path ahead. The weather in the midwest is cold, and never ending. Constantly changing, it gives us no security.
- When I am happy, I can see the future. There are plans, there is possibility. The sun gives us warmth; brings warmth to our bodies, energy to our soul. My skin is comfortable, and is willing to soak up the sun.
- When I am calm, I can remember what is is to be happy; I can remember what it is to be sad. I feel at peace with the world, because I know that life will take care of me. The sun is hidden behind a thin veil of chilling clouds and a light fog. I needn’t worry about the past, nor the future. This is the day I enjoy. This is a day like today.
This Side of Public Discourse
I
If you ever call Obama a socialist, your beliefs are necessarily fringe. You are not a moderate. This is not because of the title of the accusation. Obama may or may not lead to a more socialist-like governance than you want. The problem is with the ad hominem—the name calling. If you are a true moderate, you would judge each issue on it’s own merits, and try to find the best solution, and you would find that you fall somewhere in between the extremes. However, if you judge each issue on it’s own merits, and you find yourself most often falling with one side or another (conservative or liberal) than you must label yourself according to the side of the spectrum which you lean—if you want to be honest with yourself and others.
II
If you don’t judge each issue, and instead associate yourself with a party, you are nothing. You are a sheep, and for these purposes, I choose to find no differentiation between the people that blindly follow.
III
When it concerns politics, I find that people are afraid to be honest with themselves. If they say they are moderate, it rarely holds up to scrutiny. If they say they are conservative or liberal, people don’t want to expose that because they will often be questioned by others that differ in their beliefs and not be able to support their opinion with rigor, facts and proper rhetoric. They are not afraid to tell themselves—when alone—that they believe their position to be true, but they are afraid to broadcast it.
IV
I believe that the world would be a better place if people could be judged morethroughly in the public sphere. There is an inherent value to judgement when made rationally and wisely.
V
Why is this so hard? Because of the nature of public broadcasting (even with the internet pervading our lives and media) there is still much obfuscation and confusion about stances. Referencing a persons use of Facebook, a friend can oft be defined by the their publishing patterns and statements. Not only can we judge what they say themselves, but we can also see and reflect on what they choose to curate and share with others.
However, it is hard to sort through this data, and that makes it hard to synthesize and compare it. The nature of broadcasting (FB, Twitter, blogging, etc) is of a conversational nature. This is also true for politicians (the other side of the political equation), but these people have a group of people that constantly record and compare statements across time. The citizen is rarely important enough to have this done for them, and they refuse to do it themselves. This creates a vacuum in public discourse.
VI
I want to solve this problem. Details later.
"To hell with delicate studies of the American scene. Fuck the American scene. Fuck moers [sic], manners, customs all that horse shit. Let us have more and better fucking, fighting and bulls."
Ernest Hemingway, in a letter to Ezra Pound
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