dr_knownothing

fingers and toes and knees...elbows...places where we bend, or reach and extend. those are the most SENSITIVE! yipes.

regarding your journal: lovely, magnificent. pure. true.

regarding mine: thank you. i was seriously wondering if it was drug-related. the need for the constant bodythrob drone of often repetitive or mostly vapid music. i was seriously wondering if it's become tweakertown nextdoor, or what. i'll stay strong. fortitude, i find, is a girl's best friend.

peace.
ji

are you being sarcastic about the losing really long writings thing? I mean, in theory, it's very zen.. for the same hand that creates a thing of passionate beauty to then destroy it without a second thought.

letting go. have you read that Lenore Kandel poem? I could send you a copy if you like. Beat-esque.

still, my transcendence is impeded by my wanting to hold on to my writings. to re-read them, at later times, to see the path that I've traversed so far, to measure out the distances between the present moment and that frozen moment encased in sentences and subtexts. as if such distances aren't already evident in my present being. do I really need to rely on reassurances from words written from the ghost of my former self?

but I digress. (no duh)

I'm seeing Catpower tomorrow!! I'm so freaking stoked.

lallaalaaa

AHHH!!

you too have experienced the time-warpiness that is the "second before water boiling" it's one of existence's greatest phenomenon's, in my opinion.

amen amen amen on john coltrane taking one to higher altitudes.

good morning doctor,
i was suchin' some author sheet, and i saw you are into some flannery O'connor, but that is not it, i just bough AIR-CONDITIONED NIGHTMARE, damn this is gettin' creepy, are you lieing and really happen to be the best suicide girl ever?
a hopeful doctor

there will never be a new album as a band they no longer exist.

oh, goodness. how wonderful. i think you are (or are very close to) living my dream. would you say you are content?

hm...you probably content no matter where you are if you have a regular meditation practice (ninji, what is up, girl? would you ohm already? it's safe. and sound. and altogether fruitful).



your litle enclave wonderlands sound wondrous.

nice book recommendation. have not read that'un, no. wheel keeps on turning. trying to infuse good feelings into it, so that it might holdme, keep me safe and sane on those rainy days. (bows, exits dojo)

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I too, find this idiosyncrasy of existence fascinating. I often find that when I am so obsessed and plagued with resolving some conflict or figuring out some problem, I get nowhere. But it's only when I just let go of the obsession and the desire to best the problem with my wits that the problem is overcome.

There's an obscure poem circa the beat generation era named, "In Transit," by Lenore Kandel. Have you read it? Though the meter is uneven and unstructured, its simple message rang true to me back in high school, even though I didn't understand the whole of the poem.

I am perusing your musical tastes, and films, and books, and I am smitten with you. Who likes Tom Waits nowadays?? And Gamelan? Traditional Indonesian music, right? Damn. I look forward to reading more of your thoughts and insights.

Plants love CO2. Keep on truckin'!

wait a second...but don't plants HATE carbon monoxide - car exhaust? i'll keep trucking on me bike...

occasionally Crispin *tours*. He reads from his books, and shows some of his films-usually the ones that are out-of print and really hard to find, but mostly the one's that haven't really *come out*.
for some reason, the name of that film is escaping me, but it was the first thing of the night.
he then read from some of his books and had slide shows to accompany them..usually made up of the illustrations from said books. after all that was done, he pulled up a table and basically invited everyone in the house to get in line and talk to him...so i waited
he was super cool, super nice..not really dorky like he seems he might be. real chill.
i shook his hand, he was wearing a really nice wool suit and he looked just like he did in Back to the Future..
it's kinda hard to find his books, and he had 3 of them there that you could get for $50, so i threw down... he autographed one of them for me, as well as my CD copy of his album..which he was selling as well..i asked him about this movie he made with Gary Coleman and he told me he used to show it at his shows, but stopped now that he had that new movie to show..i could go on for days about what was going on in the movie, but i was really trying as hard as i could to figure out what exactly it was about!!!! like i had posted before, it was pretty bizarre-not in a grotesque/your a freak kinda way, but more of a "what the fuck is going on?" kinda thing.
the whole club was mystified...like 200+ people all scratching their heads.
about the lyrics thing-i really didn't expect people to respond to me!!! i just spent the whole day listening to Nick Drake's The Pink Moon and didn't hear a thing!!!
people freak out over him and his lyrics, but i got nothing out of it..
oh well....
did you really hike to a volcano on Monday?

of course.