epiphany 04162011

The great thing about writing is that a lot of writing changes on the second look although at the time of writing it looks like shit but the train of thought has a weird way of illumining itself on the second read and if it happens then that means you are in business and that the material is rewrite-worthy.

epiphany 04161906

the greatest thing about writing is that when you think you are demoralized, fucked and left alone for no good on your broken raft in a sea of shit - that's the moment when the sun rises and fortune smiles at you. everything turns into pure gold and a way forward comes and carries you over to the magical shores ...

Note

Note to self:

I am writing again ...

Epiphany #3

It's important to take extra measures for one's safety sometimes well ahead of time

My Three Heroes Of The Day

• Archilochos of Paros
• Eklavya
• Goran Ivanisevic

untitled

in the incoherence lies my cat

a sorry little thing

since that circus over

under a box of wool and some

more cereal in a series

not quite fruitfully cooked

in the dungeon

the winter air cuts me

the cat's paws soiled

in the light of clouds

simplicity is not art

it kills the derelict from its

roots, make a plant

out of dead skeletons' souls

 

Eric Rohmer

It's a beautiful day outside but all I want to do is to have a few bottles of Malbec and watch an Eric Rohmer flick.

Imaginary wonders of the world ...

There are many ways to look at a thing. The most pressing and habit-forming would be to look at it with the slight nudge and thrust of its memories. Or maybe to reject its shape, its form, its way of coming in your way day after day, to reject its existence completely and replace it with a new vision of the thing. Completely new. Still being represented by the concrete block of that thing that you come across but destroy it in a creative way that makes up for that new vision. This is sounds like a call for indulging in delusions of one's mind. But most of the reinforcements and experiences that shape this thing are rooted not in the actual physicality of the thing but in the many different ways our mind has been affected by it. This whole thing projecting it self on the mind is a very specific barrier of habit and our past. This is how the whole things connect us, keep us grounded, make us safe from being disoriented. But to reject it and transplant a new vision in its place requires an act of faith, requires something more than auto-suggestion perhaps. To really channel the powers of imaginary onto what it means to be in the actual painted with the glue of ironic detachment top keep this magnificent moment of visionary impulse intact in place of the destroyed reality. This is an act of faith, as act of daring, a way to escape the boundaries and explore what is truly possible.

East Coast vs. West Coast

Someone told me last night at a bar that I am more of an east coast guy.

Margot and The Nuclear So and So's

when in doubt make someone call up your creditors to back you up a little...

Shostakovich's Symphony No.5

Paranormal it might seem that the moment I turned up the volume the temperature which had been on a gradual decline in this room suddenly went up.

a thought...

One curious thing about writing is that it is incredibly obsessive. To a certain extent, it is a positive thing but one must always maintain a distance from the work-in-progress specially when it is close to finishing. The work should never be allowed the luxury to possess the writer about its self-importance - in fact a work when finished must be discarded and thrown out the window as soon as possible.

What is Ironic?

Isn't ironic becoming the most misused word? ... so now even 21 year olds can seamlessly find their way out of a conversation by making it "ironic". Dana was trying to make a good conversation which turned ironic .. Espressos are losing their intensity at the coffeeshop.

a thought...

Writing a Novel is about creating a system of ignorance of a subtle kind...

nothing to say...

I took my customary stroll outside at the university main: The Greens, went all the way to check if the library was open by any chance. The lights were on in the glassed stairwells and in a few windows but most of the building was already in the darkness: closed at 5pm. I thought I would get the Apples and Oranges, a novella by Guy Davenport that Nihilo was raving about. It happened to be an early evening en-shadowed by wandering clouds and faint gusts of general wet breeze. Everything was wet, appearing fresh out of the consistent drizzle of the last three days. The fountain at the library corner was on and I had Destroyer on my iPod:

"Some people call me 'Angel' on their deathbed, in a dream.
That's right, the Czar's father thought things could've gone differntly
last night, but they didn't...

And I couldn't bear to follow you there, where trauma exists in the sky.
20th Century Masters welcome these disasters, and so do I.
But, no!
Oh baby, please don't go up into it!"

Zen thought of the day...

Everything in life eventually goes away, lost in time forever. (Let it be with dignity and grace.)

That's a trivial thing, i.e., stating the obvious. What Zen is all about is to stress the unlearning aspect of the thought. To know something so deeply is to be able to discard it easily. [courtesy TedG on Guy Maddin's film]

a thought...

embrace (with open arms) which you can't escape

feels like a Blue Dog

Oh just a dog, running around: office-floors are getting waxed and stripped and re-waxed which makes the dog to run for another spot. Night outside is warm. Eyes of a blue dog, that's how it looks. The whole scene.

Pre-Waking Up Thoughts: Meta-Logical

Meta-Logical:
A system of reasoning that originates from underlying precepts that are inherently illogical.

a thought...

I am beyond anything and everything that I ever did in my life... I operate on high. I feel high on double-espressos.