Saturday, December 31, 2011

2011?

there seem to be chunks that are not reconcilable, the memory seems to be missing those bits



Thursday, December 22, 2011

it seems as if other things have manage to find their way into the primary role of occupying my time, trumping the pretentious chase after "higher" knowledge and a formation thoroughly european (and western) in nature. in what i will call a certain under-tow, the branches into which i climb for my creativity seem to have been caught by extemely high waters, and subsequently swept away. the most obviously locus where this can be observed is on the very pages that hold these tardy words. one can find themselves struggling to breath the truth through the suffocating presence of the waves of noises that our modern, and confused society sufferd and ecos without even the benefit of reflective thought. in this case i will not pretend to be above the undulations of sounds that make sifting for understanding and value difficult.




by no means is this reflective of my current relationship, and in actuality, quite the contrary indeed.