So help me god I will write something new today. That’s what you’re all here for! Notebook on the train it is. Send me encouragement, questions, things to read or just say hello in my ask box, because I really feel like I’ve lost touch with people on here and I want to talk.
It’s done! Had it in mind for about 2 years so I’m relieved I finally got round to it. Kairos means something along the lines of; the supreme/perfect moment. It’s sort of a reminder to myself in the future - don’t settle, don’t do something you don’t want to, when the moment arises notice it, take it by the horns and do something with it. Or something. It’s pretty fresh so it’s not healed yet, but hopefully it won’t take too long. Hope this finds you all well anyhow!
Being the comic book nerd that I am, I am well versed in this question. I’d love to be able to teleport around. Or turn into a bear. In a perfect world, both.
theuniversealive said: Lol just watched it yesterday. Classic
First off glad you took my comments on breakfast club as a joke… some people got rather offended! I’m just getting ‘kairos’ on my shoulder in a typewriter style font. Hopefully it’ll look pretty cool but I’ll put a picture of it up tomorrow!
Tomorrow I get my first tattoo. It’s two weeks before I cease to live a normal life and live in a van for a month, rolling out of san fran across the golden gate bridge. I think that’s worth an ask me anything!
Just watched The Breakfast Club. The film that teaches you that if you’re a cool stoner, you can get with the most popular girl in school, if you’re a hot weird girl, you can have a makeover and get with the top athelete, and if you’re a geek you can do everyone else’s work for them then go home alone. The 80s.
you are the salt of the earth,
with feet of clay, the ground
was brined with the sweat of your brow.
All those thorns in the flesh
in the act of giving the breath of life
only to find
you’ve grown such sour grapes;
but you reap what you sow, and
if you want to live
from the fat of the land,
don’t let the sun go down on your wrath,
and make your work a labour of love,
because man can not live by bread alone.
oh ye of little faith!
remember that for everything there is a season;
reap the whirlwind!
fight the good fight!
win by the skin of your teeth!
sometimes though the spirit is willing,
the flesh is weak.
city by the bay
say something to me -
fallen in love with your
peaks and troughs,
subway train which
creaks and rocks
it’s way under the water;
far away from my usual ocean
sea spray in some way
something stirred here,
a half smile turned pacing the
foggy morning streets, feet
tracing their dips and heights
with new delight.
I’ve had worse commutes home from work…
Sometimes films annoy me. So often I care more about what’s going to happen after the end credits than what just happened.
For the next month or so, I live here. Somewhere in chinatown, san fransisco, near the city lights bookstore and north beach. I’m almost self-consciously retracing the footsteps of beatniks of old. So far, I really dig it. No doubt I’ll have new work to show you soon. I’m reading a book on Derrida and deconstruction also, so i sort of consider this literary training, the honing of technique. Hope this finds you all well.
vox-clamantis-in-deserto said: omg you’re coming to the US??? where in the US??? i hope you have fun!!
I’m coming to….
Roadtripping around Cali
Austin, Dallas, Oklahoma
I will certainly have fun but at the moment the idea of it all is making me want to puke with fear.