| 7/10/2005 04:53:00 PM |
[ what are we listening to ]
*sigh* What to do, Ian, what to do with this life of yours?
When I step back and look at it all I think Camus mighta been a bit off base. Revolt, Freedom, Passion... yeah. But zee passion- she comes mighty close to desperation. You need a very specific kinda passion. One that doesn't take things toooo seriously I think. A quiet passion. A funny, funky, bumbly-humble passion... with passion fruit and mangoes *air-guitar* and kiwis and bao-zi and self-confidenz and adventure everywhere and stories like nobusy's bodiness. I wanna see, outside of myself, the attitude dance-sparking deep in mi corazo'n. The attitude that ... transcends any need to distinguish between simulation and reality, the attitude that wears every myth like the emperor's new clothes and goes skinny-dipping daily. The attitude that is so far beyond problem-sets the problem-sets couldn't see it even with that new over-whelmingly large smelloscope... which does look pretty cool, by the way. The drive-time attitude! Playfully aware instead of painfully aware. Where the agenbite of inwit, the weltschmertz is like ... a hurricane, an adventure extraordinare. |
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| # posted by Francesca :
7/15/2005 11:59 AM |
| Borrow a four-leaf clover from a kind friend and keep taking it easy. That's what to do! |
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| # posted by Ian :
7/16/2005 5:47 PM |
Ah yeah, that's right:
Be strong, get off at the next stop, don't worry about a ting.
Thanks Senyorita. |
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