Still-life Studies, 2005

It’s still late and I am still up thinking about things. This time, I am thinking about the feeling of sadness. It’s not that I want to be dramatic or emotional or anything like that. The truth is, I was...

There would be many things, infinite possibilities of (things) Great and Things small that would happen once this book would be written and read. It would be distributed at a performance. The performance would be graceful even in its violence....

In my imagination there are a million and one things I would do. Like everyone I would invent a machine and traverse time. I would run faster than a speeding bullet and in that way service gun control. I would...

What I am trying to translate is something I felt today while lying in bed watching thoughts paint landscapes and lives that I felt were somehow me, including and especially the landscapes. I am a secret waking and a secret walking. He is a secret loudly planning dinner, or nervously searching for keys. 

I believe in signs. I believe in sign language and in sine waves. I believe in thought waves. I believe thought is mightier than the bomb. I believe in something the New Age calls the astral plane, which I believe...

In the same generation that comes with disposable printers and computers whose insurance cost almost half as much as new one, there is an ironic mentality that is against Shoulds. Instead of focusing on feeling bad – because it wasn’t...

I should do ovarian kung fu. I should paint my bathroom. Red, or green? I should cut my cat’s toenails. I should sew new ideas out of recycled clothes. I should...

There is also an ongoing dialogue in my head that deals in the realm of ethics. Or ideals. Or righteousness. Or moral action. Or revolution. Or, simply possibility. I think what is happening is that I am not just questioning...