Category: philosophic mutterings
So this is a marriage! Lightness and darkness intertwined with caustic wit, erasing all that dangles by a golden thread. So easy what is thine to duck into a world of mimes never singing at all or even nodding along in time. So this is October! Leaves slipped from once-green canopies drifting down from their … Continue reading Autumnal
Out July 12, 2019 This album was born on the streets of Queens. I've been in New York for only two and a half years, and already I am a changed person. Am I a New Yorker? I dunno. Probably not. But this is a New York record. It's about aging, I guess. But aging … Continue reading Listen With Headphones, Between The Notes
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David usually leapt at the prospect of going to the park, but today was an odd day for him. It was raining. "There's no point in going to the park in the rain," he thought, "because I'll not be able to feed the pigeons." Pigeons - as you may know - don't like the rain. … Continue reading A Pigeon in the Rain (a short story)
It is October 2017. New York City. The Borough of Queens. I'm on a stone path which leads to the train station, the Long Island Railroad. I'm smoking a cigarette. A man approaches. "Money. Give it to me." He says. I look up and I see his eyes, narrowed yet wide and unhinged. "Brother, I've … Continue reading The Interaction (a very short story)
Fade In 1990s. A man about the age of 30 sits upright on his bed, his pillows propped behind him. The phone rings twice. He answers. -Hello? Voice on the other end -Hi, yes. I'm calling to see if your refrigerator is running. Is it running? The man smiles, knowing full well to sidestep the … Continue reading The Prank Call (a one act play)
Francis circled around the grounds every morning about the time of coffee. To him it was by 5am, when he was thrilled to be awake before the rest of the inmates, which is what he called his brethren. You see, Francis was a brother in the order of Apsis- a semisecret sect of a christian … Continue reading The Order of Apsis (a short story)
Lies come in all shapes and sizes but they all crush the same when added up. *** One who does not know the distress of another, but believes he may, is allowed nothing himself to know of himself. *** Without the dictation of willed presentation of spirit, there is but emptiness and caustic platitude. *** … Continue reading things which, in the past few months, i’ve randomly thought and subsequently written down
Why the President is Only Commander in Chief (and why this sets policy) Why a Supreme Court Member Should Be Allowed to Be Voted Out By the American People (But Not Voted In) Psychiatry Is Broken, I Can Help Fix It, But Doctors Won't Let Me- Because I am a Patient *actually that third … Continue reading Three Ideas For Essays (that I’ll never write but someone should)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYOjWnS4cMY I'm a white man who's never been a black man. I will never know what it's like to be Donald Glover, putting this all together. But I will say that I just watched this video again, and I suddenly take away two things: 1. The song itself, which, importantly, is very very good and … Continue reading Another Analysis of Childish Gambino’s “This Is America”
People have reasons for the things they do. They have nerouses; they have moods; they have rules they have to follow. They have context. But as members of society, we are often forced to play inside of situations. And, If those situations are themselves unnatural (based on an institutionalized reality), or irrational (based on a … Continue reading An Idea I Had The Other Day
