Yeah, got a little interest in cultural trend relationships as of late: vampires, (sub)urban food blogs, the occult, fauna, Snuggies, western vs. eastern medicine, the Master Cleanse, Alice in Wonderland, etc. After a discussion regarding epic natural disaster films and their birthplace in the American, now global, psyche; I've been hip deep in synchronizations as though the kinetic collage of events, of products, would reveal more than just advertising trends...I am getting to the point where connections are revealed with limited effort; beginning to find peace and elation under foreign rocks, from strange mouths and more. I've been away from New York for a little over a month and with the same left to go. Most moments here, in an uncharacteristically sopping California, I am still and full as wet laundry. I'm coveting this deadness and learning how to shape the solitude into something more lasting than held-hands and oxytocin or fire-escape ego-tripping through dawn; just any number of fleeting delicate moments that seem to deal with love (which is a distant friend at present). Of course this desire for heavier things is polarized and I'll be vying for sheer fabrics and bullshit soon enough.
I'm editing a documentary on my dad that is proving to be just one more dangling prism, the same old confusion, different glimpses into the multi-verse. Not to mention the many times I've been brought to tears by technological ineptitude. NO MATTER< NO MATTER<
This weed hangover and lackluster Frasier episode, the coffee stain down my shirt, the diabetic cat curled like a question mark on my pillow: I know there are connections to be made here and now in the smallest of worlds.
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