January 2010
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“It’s not too bad when the sun’s out, but the sun only comes out when...”
– J.D. Salinger
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an end to analysis
She was certainly
no light enchantress.
But despite some bitter thoughts
to the contrary,
no demon either.
A person only,
conducting and observing
an experiment.
A too critical scientist
with myself as the hypothesis.
I participated,
but love cannot be a control group,
nor reported.
Its physics are not measureable
in tears or smiles.
The variables are always
tilted and uncertain.
...
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Dead Man’s Bones - Paper Ships
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who goes first?
It doesn’t help to wonder, but reading your letter made me consider the question even if these days it’s something I’d prefer not to think about. To me the answer is evident; though it has changed from year to year (it wasn’t that long ago that I would have found myself as the reply). It looms more steadily in someone we both love. Someone who had such a hand in taking my name from the blank...
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addendum
I neglected to mention another reason as to why there has been so little said lately: if possible, I try to avoid forcing things to come. It’s a tricky road to go down, and I find it usually leads to the kind of clunky and uninspired output that I often end up shaking my head at upon going back to. I encountered this today in an entirely different context and it reminded me of other times when...
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An Update
In lieu of taking full responsibility for the lack of updates recently I’ll lay blame first with the holidays, and then Mercury. There’s been quite a bit of work going on in the background as well (no, nothing post-worthy yet, but there’s a good reason for that), and what was not so long ago a somewhat loosely directed project has now found its wings, and is moving forward more fully formed. There...
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“In the depths of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible...”
– Albert Camus
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and now...
The path forward is illuminated. New streams of energy are set in motion. Plots hatched and plans mapped, images of a future unfolding day by day. Limitation ends, breathing lighter and seeing clearer. The fog is lifted on visions, and the numinous is winking. Flowers grow out of a dead engine. Hurt is defied. Pasts have died, or been put to bed for good. Life grows. Love spreads. Things...
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