Unburied Papyrus

Embroiled in the enigma of existence in more strange & unsettling times, one must hold onto the miracle or risk becoming one of the walking dead. These entries are a poor approximation of my life & the wonders that pass through my spirit. If I could communicate properly how much I love you all & assign a tireless list of evolving names that fit I would, instead I offer these random reflections.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Underneath

The Underneath is the name of the new MS I've been working on. It's nice, happier than the invective sarcasm my work was invested with post-Rachael. These days I look at the problems of the world with less rancor & with a bigger eye towards solutions. Still, an idealist like me is prone to bouts of staggering cynicism. At least I have that black Jewish humor.

The most recent health kick has me mostly vegan, yet I have given into the coffee gods. My creative space & community revolves around the caf.

Romantic intrigues have been odd. Brittney, this cool cute chick that goes to my caf occasionally, & I have kicked it a few times (no, that doesn't mean we've knocked boots). I even went to meet her dad, a musically proficient gay man who lives on Capitol Hill. As much as I dig her vivacious femininity & spunk I think I'd scare her if I espoused some of my radical ideas. Besides she talks me into going & smoking hookas at this Falafel House...

Megan the nice girl whom I did an injustice to when I inadequately wrote about her on this blog was at Hugo House when I randomly poked my head in there recently. My eyes are soft right now. She's pretty damn amazing. I eternally question chemistry tho. Trust, love, sharing, growth these are big words. I don't want someone to commit to me again like Rachael did only to show how flexible the human mind is when it comes to backtracking. Justification performs miracles. Witness nearly a hundred wars world wide & the multitudes of struggles we wage in our own heads.

Music lately Josh Clayton-Felt (http://www.joshclayton.com/intro.html), Ben Harper, Postal Service, Velvet Underground, Spiritualized, & the Flaming Lips. Just finished The Last Temptation of Christ & Stranger in a Strange Land on the same day. My head has been buzzing ever since. Messiah tales are some of my favorites. For a good read here's a brief biopic of St. Francis (http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/06221a.htm). Heinlein disappointed me with the ending right when I was really getting into the book.

My bohemian nature has been evolving lately with my newfound directness, my subtlety is now saying what I mean without doublespeak. I invest what I say with enough intonation & facial expression that the sincerity is disarming & there is little confusion about interpretation. I say what needs to be said, my philosophies built upon the strong premise that people should care about where things come from & where they go, that right action is born from thoughtfulness in the adventure of living intentionally, that we are connected whether we like it or not & that respecting the "other" which is really ourself is not an obligation so much as it is a matter of self-respect.

The third noble truth is by far my favorite. There is a means to ending worldly suffering: the pursuit of ultimate reality. That's a pretty sharp sentence. I still favor Heraclitus over Buddha. (http://www.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/heraclitus.html)

Anywho, gotta go so I can sleep before work & Folklife tomorrow.

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