Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
ANFP: Still water runs deep, but occasionally is not so still.
"Bay Area native and damn fuckin proud. And before you ask me if/why I've never lived anywhere else just remember, you probably moved from your home to mine." -esseff87
i recently got back from a zen monastery I was living at for the summer.
i think about the place i live a lot. i bike. i watch movies, i think warmly about swimming in cold water. i think hot springs are pretty cool.
I'm interested someday in continuuuing on in documentary, anthropology, and/or telling ghost stories in south america.
there's a beautiful beach, just off the highway and just south of monterey, that is composed of half-golfball-sized stones.
things are just fine.
it's a line excerpted from a poem reflective of a hot-baked cement day some time and some days after i lost a better friend to belladonna. but, i don't know.
En un beso, sabrás todo lo que he callado.
non fiction, articles on the internet, science fiction...
i read and write poetry, just for myself.
i love art films, studied and love documentaries.
album on power play for week of 9/28: http://open.spotify.com/album/2ERmZRvjDFu2yMTuK2UjuA
sing it: tren al surr...
bill callahan and the chili peppers
"i'm good at being uncomfortable, so i can't stop changing all the time" -Fiona
i take singing classes, mostly for myself.
shows of note: crooked vultures, the bad plus, smashing pumpkins, nine inch nails farewell show, sharon jones, fiona apple,
tren al suuurr...
i worked in nice restaurants serving and bartending for some time, so i know a bit about food and beer. and a lot about wine.
i'm recently vegan.
screens of light
fruits and veggies
old wooden ships, computers, service, pateando piedras, wine, the internet, buenos aires and paraguay, food, health, land, sex,
‘Derby Day, Henley Regatta, Cowes, the twelfth of August, a cup final, the dog races, the pin table, the dart board, Wensleydale cheese, boiled cabbage cut into sections, beetroot in vinegar, nineteenth-century Gothic churches and the music of Elgar’
here's a wall i throw stuff on: cadence.tumblr.com
and you dance. nothing fancy. but maybe sometimes as if your movement sustains the dharma of the world.
everything is important.