January 2012
WatchA song I wrote, which I sent to my brother, but that I’m sharing here.
1/27/2012
He was eating a slice of pizza alone. An older red-haired woman sat across from him. When he stood up to refill his glass, she stood next to him to refill her glass. He left and walked through the cold tundra down the street. Arriving at a bus stop, another red-haired woman (albeit one with manufactured orange hair) was waiting there.
“How long until the next bus?” He asked....
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Too Young To Die - Daniel Johnston
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Lux Aeterna - Gyorgy Ligeti
The illustrators at my school are the idiots of the world. I don’t like them. No sir, not one bit. Time and again, after I’ve met someone who is an illustration major, I find myself wanting to punch each one in the face. They’re stupid, just plain dumb: morons, nincompoops, out and out the most gullible, and infantile; supremely lacking in intellect and introspection. All...
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Blue Harp Study - Anne LeBaron
Anonymous asked: You are brilliant really
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Sometimes I put myself back in that memory of place, and being there I feel safe.
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I Wish I Had A Girl - Manuel Romain
acid, mahler, backwards, the end, documentary,...
Monty Python’s Flying Circus Akira Kurosawa’s Dreams The Big Lebowski, TRON, A Clockwork Orange, Rififi, 2001: A Space Odyssey Temple Grandin Magnolia Let The Right One In
noonday demon, music rights, amsterdam, books, letters, achievements, death
the red-haired girl
paris
eyes, speech, body language
isolation
coding
money developing negatives with no confidence
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and so tomorrow i will wake up and attempt to meditate until it’s time to exercise. i will board the bus, and i will arrive at the fitness center. i will exercise for at least one hour before boarding another bus to school, where i will spend my time figuring out how to scan some color negatives onto the computer. i will do this, i can plan something and see it through, i will finish...
born at the wrong moment
perhaps if i stay to myself, and refuse any god damned advances, things will be fine. perhaps if i start exercising i won’t feel so bad. i really did not want to be in classes earlier today. i don’t feel good. i don’t feel inspired anymore, inspired to do anything other than self-destruct. i don’t feel like being funny, or laughing in the presence of other...
