Wednesday, June 23, 2010

garage band

I should make a garage band.
I would ask them to play songs for my science-fiction movie about god and the devil being the same entity.
The twist isn't that god and the devil are the same entity, it's that the entity had no desire to hide any part of it's nature; humans did that.
It would be a very slow film. There would be a main group of characters. sometimes, some of them would be paranoid that the music they listen to is a message from the devil, while others are enthusiastic about the same music because it's a message from god. The song in question is a love song, where the singer is expressing their want to be closer. I would have to ask my garage band to make one of those. The garage band should be the main group. But I don't want them making the music in the movie, I want them to be listening to it.
We should put it up on Youtube. It wouldn't be longer than 10 minutes, but by the time it's over, you feel satisfied.

getting mail.

If I was in charge of getting mail, I would do it first thing in the morning. I would just forget that it was in the box during the afternoon and evening and assume that it came while I was asleep the way tooth fairies do. Then, half asleep I would walk to the box and open it to see what was inside: tickets.
Tickets to the fascinating involvements of commerce, local causes and friends. and magazines sometimes.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

coffee lust

"lust" is what I call it. "lust" is the desire for something that is "sexy".
"sexy" is that irrational attraction. You may have reasons, but reasons are just a way to pretend that you have more control than you do.
I suppose I should tell you that I use these terms to describe my enthusiasm for ideas and consumer products more than I use them for actual people. That's what I'm interested in, communicating the inevitable movement towards new videogames and enthralling mythologies.
My concept of lust is like the way that women characters in movies talk about their love for chocolate. They begin with a metaphor of sex and then a female friend says "Oh but you would rather have sex that eat chocolate" and then the woman eating chocolate says "oh I don't know about that" and then they all laugh in an awkward yet communal fashion. That's how I feel about riding accordions like a skateboard that moves uphill and plays music as you pump it with your feet until you reach a summit where an extraterrestrial made of logic informs you that the next move is an obvious one.
I think monks are celibate so that their lustful energy goes toward data entry work and theological experimentation. I believe that is the motive.
I think monogamy is a form of celibacy and that the energy once used to motivate you towards maintaining and refining your attractive characteristics, exposing yourself to potential mates, navigating the subtleties of social encounters, and wanting to be with that person; requires a new release. Like a improving a career or protecting a child, or going deeper into a hobby.

do fine

I can't be afraid to waste people's time.
I gotta write on the blog when I have nothing to say, because it's the same as a sketch-book; I won't know what to say until I'm saying it. It's fun. Life is limited and if I want to stare at he stream then I'll stare at the stream and if I wasn't to write trash I will.