Friday, April 24, 2009


nu mi-am inchipuit ca o simpla mutare dintr-o casa in alta ar putea declansa asa o avalansa de sentimente senzatii sufocari trairi si retrairi - care erau, de altfel, totally uncalled for.  in final, cel mai greu de mutat sunt de fapt lucrurile care nu incap in cutii si saci si nici intr-o definitie anume. lucruri mici si abstracte, greseli, maturizari, fericiri, panici. aleg sa le las. they must be the cause for mourning.  

"Infrastructure will collapse
Voltage spikes
Throw your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight"

Friday, April 17, 2009


"i'd experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough? the end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess i am, i thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless. none of my pets know their own name, what kind of a person am i?"

Tuesday, April 07, 2009


lovely raw dirty fresh old fascinating crowded romantic colored old aggressive vivid over-sunny phantomatic dark careless shadowy beautiful continuous the place of neverending fury love war cravings peace phantasy life death and everything in between