Monday, July 29, 2013

stripping bare and baring all

[read part1, on being naked]

i always been good at saying a lot while not necessarily sharing myself or letting others in; i tell stories without telling how much of me they steal, how much of myself was lost in instances gaining existence, for individuals to find themselves living legends through my words that create worlds for receptive eyes+ears. and though some say talk is cheap, we storytellers know well-sharpened wit trades in hundreds-per-hour and well-wielded words can draw blood, because storytelling is an art honed on life lessons, on experience hard won through heartache+mistakes.
i write about being human but not about being myself because myself is messy, far too sprawling+untidy for me to neatly tie up and present for consumption, thoughts+ideas too obzocky for packaging into cleanly distilled overstandings i want to share.
i can only ever write my life in hindsight, never in the heated moments when i wish i could write my way to clarity and catharsis as others do. and perhaps this is why i don't write directly of the biggest things, why i gloss over and speak least of the situations+circumstances that affect me most, because by the time i can truly tell those stories i am already beyond them, having managed somehow to survive them, trying to be an eye in the storm of life...and while we speak of the eye as moment of beauty+stillness, the storm is what we story about, because destruction is how we learn what we made of...
walk good.

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Blogger crazyfool said...

wonderfully said.

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Thursday, July 11, 2013

dissemination

when i find something that make my mind twist+turn i leave the tab open. percolate, reread/watch/listen, percolate some more...distract mind with other thoughts+ideas, come back+reread/watch/listen...if it still speaking to me and saying share, i do. lately, plenty tabs open, piling up and creating clutter beyond the usual, and even the sillier, more trivial pieces, when i go back still too good to close. so this post courtesy my mind; what delights, tickles, provokes, enrages, entices, enraptures...enjoy...
1st a quick, easy, hilarious read, knock-knock-joke strikes back.
and more hilarity, if you like me and like intellectual jokes.
i adore the impossible+absurd, so klein bottles always amazed me; apparently, if somebody wants to indulge me enough i could own this scientific oddity to keep my mind forever entertained...you know you wanna hook me up, ent...
and speaking of things i want, this useless box has an attitude problem and would be brilliant for venting mine...
from "okay, party people in the house" to "and we go a little something like this...hit it!" to "why does it have to be so damn tough?!" to "children growing, women producing, men go working, some go stealing, everyone’s got to make a living", hiphop-heads, hear where the most-used samples in music originally come from.
and a different kinna cool, 27sciencefictions that recently became fact...
and more cool, science fighting fire with fire, doctors inject a dying girl with hiv to save her life...
this one tough to watch but absolutely worthwhile; i think anybody who teaches youths should take it in and wish every bigot somehow would too...this, i was worried would be hard to watch, thought it might find its way to inappropriate right quick, but dancergyul hitting this choreo so hard it never even goes there; she kill it dead.and to make sure we clear any lingering bad vibes from the tough-to-watch parts, some nutting-but-feelgood; beautifully executed and very thoughtful+fun choreography...walk good.







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Blogger crazyfool said...

this last piece in the revolving room is absolutely stunning. dunno how i missed it 'til just now. thanks.

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