A rockin good way(to mess around and fall )

the show a night in rodanthe reminded me that the troublesome domain within eyesight is temporary.

that things are transient.


that sometimes,death is fast approaching.




and sometimes too,a slight bump on the arm rest is just that.

Loyalty to the loyalty

First thing you taught me
Was to keep digging inside
At my intentions
Keep asking why why why

Second thing you taught me
Was to be sincere
Not like all these smart alec sarcastics
Drowning in fear

You reminded me -
This is water! And
It feels good to swim!
After you hooked me and you reeled me up
And threw me out again

Talked like professors
You talked like policemen and whores
You became so many people
I felt like I had known them before

The third thing you taught me
Is that when I’m waiting in line
At the supermarket checkout
That my time is not worth more than your time

Your head like a lightning rod
Your heart a cocoon
We certainly won’t have another like you
Anytime soon.

Threesome

kudos to javier barder for his great acting.and penelope cruz for portraying the unresolved woman i dreamnt of.



"unfulfilled love will always be romantic"

Housekeeper's advice

Here is some evidence on the nature of our diets.

Our nails are flattened ,and unlike carnivores,we don't have sharp pointed teeth.Both humans and herbivores have carbohyrate digestive enzyme in our saliva;while carnivores and omnivores don't.

Most importantly,both the carnivores and the omnivores have a colon that is short simple and smooth.And their stomach acidity is less than 1 pH with food in stomach;Humans like herbivores have a very long complex and sacculated colon,and our stomach acidity is around pH 4 to 5.

Our long intestinge length is designed for a high fibre diet (found only in plant food).Meat does not digest well in such environment.and often turns toxic which contributes to colon cancer.

Carnivores enjoy the act of savaging and the scent of blood.Sharks for example,are highly aroused by the scent of blood.

On the other hand,we cannot tolerated the sounds and cries of animals being killed,and the mere sight of blood is disturbing to us.

"If slaughterhouse had glass walls,everyone would be vegetarian.We feel better about ourselves and better about the animals knowing that we are not contributing to their pain"

Walker in Rain

Walker in Rain

Puddles on the sidewalk
are puddles in the past.
The rain makes a coastline there.
I stand on the cracked coast of Delancey Street
and wait for a bus over the river
before night falls.
I ride the bus over the bridge
into the rain on the other side
of the river.
Night comes in the rain.
NIght comes planting its lampposts
planting its sidewalks,
planting its solitude in the streets.
Lights shine from doorways,
promising shelter,
promising distance -
the wet red beading of taillights
along highways.
Passersby speak Polish in the rain.
Eyes I catch are Polish eyes.
People hurry home, and i am left
standing like a lamppost in the rain.

-edgar oliver

bus rides

i ought to write my thoughts on a book and keep it posted as it is,that the best idea always come out on the dead of night and numbing bus rides.always.


"old folks,heaven is a wait too long."

augment

owh.and darjeeling limited.


having man crushes with wes anderson is just natural.he hits the point of being plain in a complex but real way.

in short,go watch it.

by the way, the trunk set for the show is adorable.

there is a movie by woody allen called Annie Hall.it was deemed a realistic representation of his life but he charmingly doubt it.go watch it.its awesome.
about how f**ked up love is but more so how everyone would want in their life.



i'm guessing woody allen made many more great movies.

points and lines

as i go on day by day making myself wholesome with chores with both ends of desire,i manage to see myself in third person perspective.what points lies woven in the intimacies of delicate social mechanics reveals itself slowly .but clearly.figures trying to prove their existence and purpose.figures managing themself in the giant human knitwork.some trade their life for something more wortwhile.like ambition.like love.


it alls boils down to which line you cross before reversal happens.then..the line walks you.

being alive

today may be the end of the world. i tell myself that from time to time. it may sound psychotic but it can be helpful. an important thing to remind yourself is that while the earth not explode into a million pieces today… you might not be around tommorow to see if it does. take in the air and breathe deep. take chances. give love and allow yourself to recieve it.

this is just a blurry focus.

seemingly lost, something is found.

all by your lonesome

you are alive.

you.me.the same.

Been watching people all day. Like a mental pervert guessing what there lives are like. They moved like flies around me unfazed non-stopped and coming in and out of focus. Young children circle the slow elderly less alive and over aware. Weaving, avoiding each other and each others help in eternal cycling. Staring into them
i disappear. And in only the best possible context, I die—to all my troubles and am alive only in my love and in you.