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- 06/02/2012 5:23 pm
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- Favorite Movies/Anime
- Koyaaniskatsi Kurosawas Dreams Dancer in the Dark Stay The Wizard of Oz George Romero Quentin Tarantino Stanley Kubrick 50 First Dates Welcome to the Dollhouse Mulholland Drive Kill Bill The Fountain The Last Unicorn The Butcher Boy Blue Velvet The Rocky Horror Picture Show What Dreams May Come Talk to Her Taxi Driver I Am Sam Tim Burton Apocalypto
- Favorite TV Shows
- Kill your TV
- Favorite Reads
- Neil Gaiman Gabriel Garcia Marquez C S Lewis Alice Walker L Frank Baum Tolkien David Sedaris Steinbeck Vonnegut Salman Rushdie Clive Barker Dr Seuss Joyce Carol Oates A Sand County Almanac Coming of Age in Samoa Uncle Johns Bathroom Reader Be Here Now Drumming at the Edge of Magic The Theatre and Its Double Divine Horsemen Secret of the Dolomites The Dark Tower books The Dark Is Rising Sequence Ammonite The Red Tent Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance The Devil and the White City
- Favorite Music/Bands
- Tool A Perfect Circle The Dead Ani DiFranco Johnny Cash Buckethead Coldplay The Pixies The Smashing Pumpkins Creedence Clearwater Tom Waits Pearl Jam Kings of Convenience Tricky Aqualung Brighteyes Echo and the Bunny Men Modest Mouse The Flaming Lips Sepultura Bjork Feist Jimmy Buffett Tom Petty The Beatles Pink Floyd Syd Barrett David Gilmour Jethro Tull The Cardigans Jeff Buckley Tori Amos AR EE EM Peter Gabriel Brother Iz Louis Armstrong Ella Fitzgerald Yellow Ledbetter Billie Holliday Janis Joplin The Doors local music bluegrass blues
About
"We are the works of art we never had the time to create"-John J. Clayton"A Notion of character, not so much discredited as simply forgotten, once held that people came into themselves partway through their lives. They woke up, were doing something they already knew how to do: feeding themselves with currants. Walking the Dog. Tying up a broken bootlace. Singing antiphonally in the choir. Suddenly; This is I, I am the girl singing this alto line off-key, I am the boy loping after the dog, and I can see myself doing it as, presumably, the dog cannot see itself. How peculiar! I lift on my toes and dive into the lake because I am hot, and while isolated like a specimen in the glassy slide of summer, the notions of hot and lake and I converge into a conciousness of consciousness--in an instant, in between launch and landing, even before I cannonball into the lake, exploding both my reflection and my old notion of myself.
That was what was once believed. Now, it seems hardly to matter when and how we become ourselves--or even what we become. Theory chases theory about how we are composed. The only constant: the abjuration of personal responsibility.
We are the next thing the Time Dragon is dreaming, and nothing to be done about it."
-Gregory Maguire, Son of a Witch, 2006
i'll be your biggest fan
i will be your fool
i'll be your exception
to whatever the rule
and i ain't the type to b***h
i ain't the type to cry
i'll sit at your red light and wait
for your s**t to go by
and this vague little smile
is my all-purpose expression
the meaning of which
i will leave to your discretion
my distraction's my defense
against a lack of inspiration
against a slow leak deflation
the further the horizon
the more it holds my gaze
and the foreground's out of focus
but you know i kinda hope it's
just a phase
i've been through and through this
i know just how it goes
you'll have no idea
you'll have no need to know
cuz i will make your body
grow wings and take flight
i will erase sound
i will erase light
and this vague little smile
is my all-purpose expression
the meaning of which
i'll leave to your discretion
my distraction's my defense
against a lack of inspiration
against a slow leak deflation
the further the horizon
the more it holds my gaze
and the foreground's out of focus
but you know i kinda hope it's
just a phase
-Ani DiFranco, Phase
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