And suddenly Tiffany is
using fishnets again and she has made me the happiest man alive.
I’d forgotten how much
I love the song Word on a Wing by David Bowie from his NAME album Station to
Station. Odd that I could have forgotten
since I absolutely love that album. I
dunno, I’m just stupid I guess. But that
song is immensely important to me. there
was las vegas first and then California.
Former friends. No
bitterness. I’m listening to Tyler the
Creator’s new album. I hear it’s a
breakup album. Need to analyze. If I obtain a physical copy I want it to have
a pink cover. And such is the nature of
wisdom. But getting back to that first
thing I would later relate the sordid tale via microphone to a group of devoted
listeners. Where did it all end up. Hopelessness.
So much money left behind. I did spend
wisely. But I suppose it all makes
sense. I just started reading Thomas
Harris’s new novel. Or did i? the more I learn the less I want to know. The end has come and gone. I’ve been listening to the new Madonna album
lately. Full review to follow shortly in
an upcoming post. I love the recent
iterations with the uniquely feminine restorative power and then trains and clocks
and small dire dangers. Labyrinthine inspirations
have me.
Judy. Breaking glass in my room again. I see it now for the sign it was. So many pieces everywhere and now it makes
whey it felt a few days before. Even
more shaved down. that phrase always
interesting. Haha, of course, how right,
another grand who realizes we haven’t advanced any farther. Is someone looking to break down my
door? Say it’s not true. Lion goddess again in purple and then
teal. Of course, these were blocks,
right? Blocks of sound, constructed and
the men on the battle field and maybe it all relates to the 120 days of Sodom
and perhaps barry is present yes this seems appropriate. Must wait so long for this language. humor in the dark. I see it now.
The brass layers on the interval and what became of the barracuda
iteration? Forever inspiration. I understand no I don’t but glass traps will
always have me. right from the beginning
when I was naked and then doing all those pushups and then fighting the guards
and then rubbing butter all over my body.
Of course, I see now how the electrician works at the motel. How often I’ve been drilling. We haven’t gone any further than this. So true.
My name is pena (not quite spelled right). Read the books. That slicked back. Incomplete.
I’m going to show you how weak you are.
the very first time driving through the boiling summer and tilting and
not understanding but knowing I would or I wouldn’t even need to as I entered
the free. At least I know how to
whistle. I hope you’re both having a
drink together.
I’m watching the movie
1492: Conquest of Paradise. Or am
i? the more I learn the less I want to
know. I find Angela Molina as Beatriz Enriquez de Arana to be utterly
enchanting. I don’t I would have left
her had I been Gerard/Chris’s situation.
Apropos of nothing, the more philosophical side of things has been
liberating. I was driving last
night. I quite like the new Gloria Trevi
album I’m listening to right now. Lots o’
highlights, lots of propulsion and rough loveliness. Mayhaps I’ll go and see her live again. Man, the melodies and vocals are seriously on
point. I’m going to get stupid and
needlessly hyperbolic and say it may be from top to bottom her overall best
vocal output! I’m on the fence on the
production however. I’ll need at least 57 days to make up my stupid mind. Sacred geometry keeps getting flung right in
my face. I did not realize the amphibious
connection between Stephen King’s The Lawnmower Man and my favorite Peter
Gabriel album but in retrospect it’s all so obvious. So beautifully obvious. Something of the end of an era for me today
and a rather unmemorable ending it was. Oh
well. Two of the best will always
remain. “just like the rest of you.” Mica Levi’s scores for the two movies she’s
scored are so damn fucking good they make me want to eat a big bowl of sugary
cereal! I was extremely excited to learn
that William Friedkin’s fascinating film Cruising is finally getting a deluxe
blu ray release! I’ve already preordered! When it arrives I will watch it! Then I’ll watch it again! I will need to invest more fully in
imagination or something. What am I talking
about? Removing the collection. Of course safety in the minded as yielded
through meditations. More scoring. Not quite right. Ah, that first grey note is so them. Takes me back to my years writing for a widely
circulated periodical. He remembers the
beautiful boss wearing patterned hosiery and wanting to be shrunk down and
forcibly wedged between the soul of hosiery clad foot and her black leather
high heel shoe. Teal shirt. Those truly were the days. “Earthfuck” written in black magic marker
somewhere nearby. Yes, you see those
were the days of anticipation and neck aches and deep insecurities and spring
dresses from the future and obsessions taking hold at potlucks and this is
simply oh so beautiful and what I see in front is grey and looks oh so similar
and he would be accused of an inappropriate combination but it was creative
commons; I have not seen the accompanying Vietnam war as told in 3
letters. Yes, takes me back. If only I knew then what I know now. Neck hurting now. Need to wait for something physical with the darkness
and that fire bird in the center. All forgettable
but want to focus more. Hands increasingly
shutting down and whole body going crooked.
I did not have my
meditations today. Despite the overall disappointment
I’m realizing now there was some goodness.
Confused by all the score accolades.
Maybe I’m tired of the one making compositions who relates most to the
last letter. To lie with her in sweetest
sin. All the bright red atop the chef’s head. Oh to be eaten alive.
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