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“the same familiarity is established through personalizaed language, which plays a considerable role in advanced communication. It is ‘your’ congressman, ‘your’ highway, ‘your’ favorite drugstore, ‘your’ newspaper; it is brought ‘to you,’ it invites ‘you,’ etc. IN this manner, superimposed, standardized, and general things and functions are presented as ‘especially for you.’ It makes little difference whether or not the individuals believe it. Its success indicates that it promotes the self-identification of the individuals with the functions which they are the others perform.”

d. byrne- “imjustananimallookingforahome/sharethesamespaceforaminuteortwo”

cool cool cool

inspiration/realization

High Windows by Philip Larkin

When I see a couple of kids
And guess he’s fucking her and she’s
Taking pills or wearing a diaphragm,
I know this is paradise

Everyone old has dreamed of all their lives–
Bonds and gestures pushed to one side
Like an outdated combine harvester,
And everyone young going down the long slide

To happiness, endlessly. I wonder if
Anyone looked at me, forty years back,
And thought, That’ll be the life;
No God any more, or sweating in the dark

About hell and that, or having to hide
What you think of the priest. He
And his lot will all go down the long slide
Like free bloody birds. And immediately

Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.

pushingthelimitbetweenhumorandseriousness ah! <3 duh LOL!

Arthur Russell

“A Little Lost”

I’m a little lost
Without you
That could be an understatement
Now I hope I have paid the cost
To let a day go on by and not
Call on you

‘Cause I’m so busy, so busy

Thinking about kissing you

Now I want to do that

Without entertaining another thought

Out on the ocean surf
I’ll have to pull myself together
Now it’s harder I’m not on my turf
Just me and me and those big old waves
Rolling in

‘Cause I’m so busy, so busy
Thinking about kissing you
Now I want to do that
Without entertaining another thought

I’m so unfinished
Our love affair
A voice in me
Is telling me to
Run away
I hope your feeling isn’t diminished
I hope you need someone in your life
Someone like me

‘Cause I’m so busy, so busy
Thinking about kissing you
Now I want to do that
Without entertaining another thought

Frye looks like they have a good exhibit today. Might go to that. Might race. might go to work. Feelin’ the grüv (broadway!). do what you do, man.

school sesh

sum’er dead. dead. dead.

“pavement reunion tour”

“Embrace the senile genius
Watch him reïnvent the wheel
I don’t need your summary acts, summary acts
To give into the narrative age
Old to begin
I will set you back, set you back, set you
Old to begin
I will set you back, set you back, set you
You get to feeling like a fixture
Set in 1966
Time came that we drifted apart, drifted apart
Find an unidentical twin
Old to begin
I will set you back, set you back, set you
Old to begin
I will set you back, set you back, set you
Search for a blatant cause
Blame it on menopause
Or perhaps stress and strain
Credit cards lumbar pain
But I’ve called you double dare
Everything extraordinaire
I know the things you do call to come back
La la la la la
La la la la la”

-s.m. and spiral stairs like the old days

The Apple

I’m in New York City for the first time this week. I’m frightened and intrigued. Only two more nights until we are back to realistic instances.

I’ve been hanging out with my cousin Peter and his girlfriend Breanne (Pre and Bre) at their apartment in Downtown Brooklyn/ Fort Greene. It’s been a nice getaway from the west coast. This is only the second time I’ve ever been to the east coast and the vibe is refreshing.

There are approximately 100 billion people in New York City. Every space you could imagine being occupied is and some that you never thought people worked/lived/ate/slept in are. This place is nuts. There is little green. Sometimes you have to go on the roof to see a park or a patch of grass. The density of New York is crazy, as is the groove. This city’s heartbeat is totally off the wall. There is so much going on all of the time. IN a matter of 24hrs, we had gone to 2 gallery openings, a dinner, two bars, three studios, a van, two rooftop parties and a small but cute coffee supply store. In true New York fashion I also got lost on the subway like a dickhead.

We spent today in Manhattan and I have been taking pictures of stuff, so I hope they turn out. See you all in s soon.

lolwill…xoxo

FLICKR AND THE INTERNET (Repose_0123.jpg)

just got a flickr. actually just posted on the flickr I created a while ago. I’m still not really sure while they call it flickr. I am uploading some pixxxxx from  different times of my life. me. blogging about myself blah blah. (my flickr is http://www.flickr.com/photos/55536442@N00/ ,if you’re so inclined. (visual repertoire))

just arrived in san diego and as soon as I got here I started worrying about things in seattle. I fucked up and now possibly have two backpacks and need to pay some dude in SF like $250 for it. goddamnitfuckineedtogetajobandgetsomemoney! Volunteering is cool but until I can live at the Bikery, I need a job. The Job market suxxxx. so that is excellent. Needing a job and having the market suck. wonderful. I probably don;t need to tell people these things let alone  complain about my own shit.

I only have 65 more MBs of space on my Flickr. Pretty nuts how they can control the size of the internet. (pic unrelated). I wish i could get paid for making crappy music. I wish I could be Dave Matthews. If I was dave matthews, I wouldn’t be worrying about the guy in SF. and that would be nice.

I’m feeling kind of alone down here but at least I found some of my old hawaiian-style-print boxers to keep me company while lounging around the house waiting to get some cavities filled. The question now is: try to eat something or wait until mom gets home and hopefully will bring you a mcchicken or something. (not actually even grammatically a question). I think I’ll sweat this one out. (repose)

see you all soon. Be good.

-will

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whatever you want from me is what i want to do for you. sweeter than a drop of blood on a sugarcube.

“jerk2it.com”

use this. divide this. never minded nothin’.

’bout ta move. you get the picture.

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beliefs

wes’ coss’ livin’ lovin; making new songs…. hawt sas frefli.