Thursday, October 28, 2010
Just now, while reading a script I'm mighty darn certain I'm going to make myself available to audition for, I read this (paraphrased):
Perhaps it is messy. Maybe it can just be that, and can be in it together!
Sunday, October 24, 2010
So, I started reading the authorized biographic graphic novel of Nelson Mandela. A section on his early life recounts him being confronted with being leader at school and whether he should report a fellow leader for breaking rules. A thought bubble summarizes the predicament, ''who will guard the guardians''.
Interesting to me since I had two copies of what is often called the greatest graphic novel of all time sitting on my trunk. It's theme, repeated in backgrounds throught the series is ''WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN''.
One wonders if that was on purpose...
Saturday, October 23, 2010
That people who are ''taken'' have been because they figured out whatever it is we're supposed to learn about life while we're here...
Thus why ol' folks so often seem cool with ''leaving''. It's because they've got it, know they do, and know why they have to move on to whatever is next.
But I wouldn't call that a revolutionary idea.
But I've also theorized that people who are ''taken early'' are people who figured it out early, so they got to leave early. Or maybe it's a talent thing. They were called up (sic) due to extraordinary ability; needed elsewhere and the rest of us aren't ready/haven't earned the right to know what they know....
(you think LeBron could fade that?)
maybe that's what happens to youth, children, babies.
Can you imagine that? A being, not even able to walk or having situated thought and action enough to be able to speak coming, by happenstance or probability, the thought simply, universally, compulsorily true that God looks down and says,
"yes, you got it. Come Home."
Though, maybe that means there are those who are taken that are so confused, clouded that, not only will they never arrive at it, they so interrupt the path of those around them that they must be removed...
The cosmic referree keeping watch over and keeping in balance advatntage and disadantage; removing thosel with too much to give and those who take too much.
Maybe, the end of the world is just when mankind finally progresses past man.
a baby miscarrying after being there for a weeks, not even a month, because she's already figured it ou.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Wanna hear a secret?
It's not my dream. I've known this since the first time I heard it characterized as such. I guess it can be for others, but I can't see how it could be.
Have you ever seen a dream? They're huge. Acting? A dream?
It's too small.
SO. Since I figured out what it isn't, I began putting some thought into what it is.
I think I've stated here before that I once wanted to save Black people.
Eventually, thad grew into wanting to be a superhero when I grow up. I just wantBut, I don't think I thought of that in terms of being a dream.
Maybe it's because I thought of ''a dream'' as being something more tangible, active.
Or, maybe, I thought ''dream'' to be something more fantastic.
So, here we are at ''now''.
And I think I may have figured out what my ''dream'' might be.
I want to be elemental,
a force of nature,
the literal and figurative embodiment of the penultimate singularity: Creation.
I want to be a sentient Act of God.
ex to save everybody. That was only a few years ago, by the way.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
From Powers: Roleplay, Image Comics.
Hilarious to me since I am currently - and just got through thinking about - doing a class project.
Truth. . . or the apparent lack thereof. Something that happens in the actual realm of reality wherein any good physicist realizes we actually have no real concept of the bounds of possiblity.
I think it should be about earth.
And all the stuff Joni Jones said people only think Us is.
And the rest of the stuff in school.
And everything that isn't.
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Friday, October 08, 2010
And either it, her lapiz socked tootsie or BOTH
are kickin it rather corny.
I really world like to enjoy my kati roll.
But I'd also like to taste it without the added flavor.
Oh! It's back on!
So, carry on.
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Monday, October 04, 2010
I have wondered if acting should exist for me as a form of exercise; choose something else as a vocation.
To have all this passion, yet nothing I feel passionately about to want to do seems strange.
I wonder why I wasn't born in one of this places where I'd be too busy just trying to survive for any of this to matter.
Or, maybe, the challenge for me is to decide to go.
I really don't want to hear any more about my potential.
Not because of embarrassment or guilt;
it just doesn't help me use it.
I know my potential.
I know people glow when I pass them.
I know I am the walking endowment of the singularity called the Big Bang,
I know I contain the explosion that created the universe.
I am beginning to try to own what I can bring,
what to do with it,
(before it's too late?)
Saturday, October 02, 2010
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