Monday, March 30, 2020

It is an interesting thing

to be watching Train to Busan

and the Watchmen series,

with their themes of fear of affliction

and the afflicted

and how meek the previously confident

elite

can become in the face of a mortality

that they can't control

(or one of those moments that show the little-to-none they had anyway)

and of world-changing cataclysms

that served as the refocusing agent

some long asked (longed/prayed) for

and whether it will make a difference

Or

if it does, how long it will last

until the previous conceits and fetishes and dalliances

come back again

because memories die with their empires...

Sitting here, this way locking in, for word from a stranger to say,

"You're safe, go back to being essential,"

or

"We're so sorry. Do what you can. Good luck."

Sunday, March 29, 2020

ta-nehisi's formula

all my Lfe
Id hrd blk ppl
tell thr
blk boys and blk girls
to be 2(x) as good
which is to say
accept .5 as much.
I am currently Reading Between the World and Me. I had an idea of what it was supposed to be, but it is not what I expected.

Anyway,

I just opened my library app to see if there is an audiobook available to check out. 

I see that there is someone waiting to read it.

That makes me feel good. 

better.

somehow.

Saturday, March 28, 2020

pondering

Somethingsomething 'the threat of poetry is that it requires us/needs us (?) To think and feel.

And industrial capitalism (thinking something bigger, simpler, more-at-the-core) needs us to do neither'...

somethingsomething...

I'm thinking something about words and base meanings and emotions and the danger difficulty of denotion vs connotation of defining (feeling) with words.

How does one reliably and repeatedly convey emotion? And do we document emotion. What does "she was sad" mean and say?

Is emotion compatible with the past tense?

Can one talk about what was (a feeling) without what is (a feeling)?

How do we convey emotion without the feeler present?

THEY felt that then. WE didnt.

Why cant i have a pronoun general enough to refer to any possible person that is SINGULAR.

(growl)

Thursday, March 26, 2020

from the low place

https://youtu.be/UyFMiDmwWK8 

this child is singing from somewhere down below the delta.

odd how none of the comments see that.

maybe they weren't listening.

does it take blues to know the blues is real?

(i) know.

rhetorical question.

Sunday, March 15, 2020

I've been mean for a while but it seems to have gotten worse in the last few years.


I've been being even meaner this week.


which is hard because I've held it in and gone an a depression anger cycle.

which I thought I was off of.

and I guess I am.

because now I'm back to being my regular mean.


i'm tired of being mean. i would like not to be. at least not when not useful.



(sigh)


i probably need a puppy.


(but i'm afraid i'd be mean to - )



(sigh)


{inside tear}

Sunday, March 08, 2020

"In the main we are different from other folks in that, when an impulse moves us, when we are caught in the throes of inspiration, when we are moved to better our lot, we do not ask ourselves: "Can we do it?" but: "Will they let us do it?" Before we black folk can move, we must first look into the white man's mind to see what is there, to see what he is thinking, and the white man's mind is a mind that is always changing."

     —Richard Wright, from 12 Million Black Voices

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