Patriot Day 2009
Monday, September 14th, 2009What did you do for Patriot Day?
What did you do for Patriot Day?
“I wouldn’t like to be in that aircraft.” I recall exactly where I was eight years ago – I was awake, wasting time online (hey, what’s changed?) reading about men of science in the eighteenth century and scouting photos for the Schizoganda project. A friend I had been chatting with on AOLIM told me to [...]
I think it’s safe to say that our culture isn’t going to help us to make changes. Ultimately, our culture doesn’t care about us, only about making money and accumulating power. Instead, it is up to each of us individually to decide that a different road is necessary if we wish to find what we [...]
The prospect of development – the Appleseed Project variant I’ve had in mind for a while, sometime after I decided I’d build an automation framework (I have plenty of circuitous schematics), sometime after I decided I’d build an operating system abstraction layer – leaves me hollow. I watch the city’s ragged birds fight. Animals have [...]
I’m not even up late yet, but this is qualifying as another bout of insomnia given that I slept three hours last night, woke early after a dream involving animal carcasses and maniacal laughter. It would’ve been a nightmare if I hadn’t found it fascinating (and this is why only boring people talk about their [...]
… and shred the paper trail …
Today, a little bird flew into my window. I went outside and took it into my hands where it died. I thought. This is a signal. [CROSS-CHANNEL CHATTER] What did they do to my face? When am I going to wake up – and is this going to stop when I do? The wait is [...]
Thoughts reminiscent of whatever was happening on the earth’s last cycle around the sun: this night won’t end at morning. TRAPPED: 1999 GRIND: 2000 FASCISM AND PENURY: 2001 DESERT: 2002 SINECURE: 2003 RITANOVIR: 2004 THETA: 2005 WEALTH-STRUGGLE: 2006 : 2007 CESSATION: 2008 BILL: 2009 Anniversaries are tricky things – a decade, a year, whatever. Missed [...]
A crackhead kicking garbage skulks out of the shadows and begins dominating (spiders-under-skin presence) the adjacent lot. Keeps kicking garbage. Then I see her walking down the alley with a German shepherd. She looks at me and smiles. The dog stops to sniff at some of the garbage that crackhead has touched. “Bill” versus The [...]
Is the problem of life to minimize pain or to maximize pleasure? Which is most noble: the pursuit of happiness or the search for truth? … and is it better to seek ignorance or disillusionment? Does misery qualify as pain or is it merely the absence of pleasure?