gonna bzzzzzft
great pizza at home (as if I'm not stuffed enough) and cookies and yum...
sugar is my mistress...
bzzzzzft J
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once upon a time…
this blog was created in order to leave a comment at a blog here... and then,
it became way for you who wish to know about daily life as I know it... and then,
the babbler took over, with encouragement and assistance from the peanut gallery
so now… in other words… what it is is…
simply some mundane details and trivia of a life semi-randomly babbled about
with a generous mix of sarcasm and irreverence that attempts to balance
the emotive self-importance of an individual perspective
with whatever reality might be
and musical score
in RealTime™
yeah, all that and wide-eyed cynicism too...
OK, SO MAYBE NOT SO SIMPLY
FACE IT
YOU REALLY HAVE TO CARE ABOUT SOMEONE (OR BE EXTREMELY BORED) TO READ THIS BLOG...
AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT.
ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS MUSIC HERE, BUT THE SITE HOSTING STOPPED HOSTING, SO YOU CAN READ THE PLAYLIST HERE
(THIS BLOG IS MOSTLY MINDLESS SELF-INDULGENCE, REALLY, BUT WE ALL GO ALONG WITH IT JUST TO HUMOR IT)
and now, we interrupt this continuingly increasingly long-winded introduction to say...
IF YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON IN REAL TIME in REAL SPACE AROUND ME, GO (E)THEREAL
IF YOU DON'T HAVE TIME OR INTEREST IN BABBLE, BUT STILL WANT TO KNOW ME, GO (E)THEREAL
IF YOU WANT TO SEE LIFE'S DETAILS AND ME ACTUALLY BE BRIEF, GO (E)THEREAL
IF YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT RIGHT NOW, GO (E)THEREAL
(E)THEREAL?
just one more very important message if you want to know about the writer (for now)...
IF YOU CAME HERE FROM MY CURRENT BLOGGER PROFILE
previous blogger profile, even)
As much as I want you to fall in love with me and my
insatiable hypergraphiatic madness
through reading the thousands of entries in (E)THEREAL
(not to mention this blog that will start below in a moment
and the many other blogs and writings that came before this and more)
(breath)
if you are trying to find the RealTime™ RealLife™ writer, you may want to know
the most current daily blogs (yes plural) in this blogging life start here.
(in case it matters)
and now,
with still more inexplicable, incorrigible fanfare
oodles of appreciation for your continued interest
almost giddy disregard for grammatical conventions
seriously irreverent pleasure in linguistic gymnastics
and as much as anything else
infinite hope for our mutual literary delight
the Queen Mother of Hypergraphia presents...
more babbles
bzzzzzft J
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posted by candoor at 6:13 PM
Hello out there... this blog is a record of life as I live it as I attempt to learn how to be a human being (by contemporary human standards)... maybe then I won't be so alone.
well, that is how it started (once it started, see the description under the main title above) and in spite of the best laid plans and other cliches, it's still the intention even as it's turned into a rather babbling (and rhyming) mess... hopefully you can enjoy and still come to know me if you care to... someday, it may even become brief and sensible and on topic again. Maybe I am succeeding?
Of course it may just be yet another banal narcissistic effort in literary masturbation, but like most humans, we can pretend it isn't and imagine some more noble purposes here. Like desperate pleas for attention (and love) and validation (and trust) and companionship (and romance, at least), perhaps. I suppose it would be important to point out that in my mind, irony and sarcasm walk hand in hand with seriousness and irreverence, so you might want to put on your rubbers. Or clothes.
Also, I am not getting to many places on the web I used to visit and miss you wonderful people (most of whom don't even know I am here, ah, the irony)... if you do stumble into this blog, here you will find the daily whining and pathos and ridiculous way I (as a wanna-be human) take every little thing so seriously it's either sad or funny (depending on your perspective)... enter the drama, if you dare...
anyway, if you've found your way here because I left a comment for you, this blog is often the best I can do for daily keeping in touch these days (and I treasure the occasional comment or text message)... so thanks for stopping by... I hope you choose to check in often cuz I follow comment links and I want to stay in touch with you (yes, you)... may life be wonderful in your world :)
let's make it real... if you'd like to join me in any of these activities (on the calendar linked above) or know of other fun to suggest, give me a call at 407-325-1482.
the meetup experience is the best way to use the net to expand your offline social life... curious?... check the site out yourself in your local area or just call and ask.
make it fun out there :)
I have no longer have unlimited text messaging on my phone again, so you are welcome to say hello and text anytime if you're too chicken to call... or if you just want to augment calls with a mini-letter... push some buttons to create a message and then send it to 407-325-1482 and who knows, we might even talk someday (I will not call unless you tell me to, in case you just want to keep communications to the occasional text message like comments on the web, ok?)... if you don’t have text messaging, nevermind :)
this blog is intended to be a stepping stone to sharing more in RealTime™ with you until I buy a computer that can handle an instant message program... if I keep it up to date, mostly you will find "away messages" letting you know what I am doing or where you can find me, should that be your wish... hopefully, together or apart, we are having serious fun...
the web universe beyond this blog and the blog galaxy it grows in holds many wonders and joys for me and if you take the time, for you too... some of my most precious pleasures and passions are found below, along with a few oddities that keep me amused when all the world's asleep... if you wander along these paths you will find people worth knowing, stuff worth pondering, wonders worth your time... along these paths you will find genius, folly, and friends... enjoy and share...
ok, music... if you know anything about me (or just read around my web world), you know music means a lot to me... it's impact and influence in this life for me is way beyond literary expression... if you want to know me, know music...
music, for me, is ridiculous to categorize... still, in spite of loving very diverse sounds in music, there are individuals and groups that have carved a permanent place in my psyche and life... know them, and know why, and you know me better than others who might have known me much longer or in much closer proximity...
the playlist above, the links below, the concerts i attend, the music, the soundtrack of a life... if you want to deepen your comunication with me, start there... or just enjoy :)
10 Comments:
i do not want to die to end anything, there isn't anything to end, i simply would like a change of scenery's all.
i've had enough of the earthling ways, why linger? like the kodak man i say: "my work is done!" i have accomplished nothing. move along home.
1o,ooo,ooo years of nothingness, sitting here hoping you'll get the fuck bored already of reliving this love scenario life after life after life. wombs of deception.
you cannot go around offering people happiness, here take some of mine, it's free!
infinite love preaching until some energy draining worm shows up, then all you get is fingerpointing, run away, run away, he's out to hurt you.
disregard the previous paragraph, i have no idea why it popped up.
yays and shit, jolly good x'mas time,
z-grouchy-grinch
and there's a part of me who agrees with you and makes much sense of your words, but somehow that part of me just sits in the back seat nagging the driver of this bus I often call my life...
the driver, of course, is this silly kid who believes in true love and fairy tales and all the stupid shit that gets the heart beat up and the mind spun into knots... but somehow the ride remains more fun than the idea of jumping off the bus...
the joke will be on me if jumping off the bus is the answer I've been seeking all along :)
before i forget, your mission, should you choose to accept IT, is to remove the deluded vail from serenity's eye:z!
you need to tell her the whole truth and nothing but the truth, including some made up shit to finally scare the living day lights out of her as of what fatal mistake she's made for ever paying even remote attention to me.
scare her good man or else one day i'll give her a heart attack in her comments or something and omg all her followers may have a stroke as well seeing my wmd:z and shit!
not to mention i've met her in the real real life and what the hell might happen if i meet her when i'm in a kennedy space center type of mood? whoa! run for the wood:z!
oh yeh, and back to that part of you, it's not always hidden, one just has to have enough lifetimes to cycle through your almostly and mostly dead shit and then it bubbles up quite nicely.
i too am nice at times, neh? once a year, not for x'mas, mebbe? common, once? once! you can gimme once now, can't you? yes you can! you always positive you. thank you kindly.
and furthermore as you've always known IT in your heart that i can always do candoraesque lentghwise posts and/or comments, because i have looked in your eyes and have seen downstream far enough, you will not be saved "SOLARIS" style, you know, by finding the eternal soulmate. no.
you will fukkin continue on spinning your love wheel, carefully spending your karma on concerts and other audio/visual distractions and over and over again you will dance with little devils (at least stop picking them from toronto - there live the most terrible ones) and all that will only temporarily recharge your batteries, just so you can spin the wheel again. the monolog lives forever.
i would almost call you a perpetual spinster, no pun intended, dia!
am i saying you should do anything different? nevermore. those who tell others what should or should not do are but bigger fools than those who take or not take the advice.
still, youtube vlogging is for you, now get that lappy/webcam combo and get going. imagine that, one vlog a day from the green chair. would save me a lot of time from trying to sum up your 8 page entries in 42 blogs over 58 sub(space)nets.
and whenever did jumping off a bus get you anwhere but having to walk to the next (way)station and still hitch a ride on the zipper (oh, the kerouac days of hoboing from mexico to north carolina in 2 days are so forever gone), just so you can have a place to sleep before dreaming about crossing the ocean on a steamliner? fly my ass to the moon and back, there are NO SHORTCUTS anywhere outside the mental starry box.
what happened man? you are almost as popular as serenity now! so many comments, so many people in eternal love with your x'massy babbling. good job, keep on keeping on!
wonderful, I've missed your wize and witty ramblings...
my mission, aye?... yes, I know, you're the epitome of public evilness, but you only have the tools we give you, after all, and deep down you, well, we won't go there in public cuz that would spoil my mission, wouldn't it?...
I'll make up some good shit...
we wouldn't want a lynch mob soiling the fine linen at Serenity's Tide, after all... and I've grown a might fond of your neck (and imagine you've become a bit attached to it yourself)...
when you're ready to beam back to your home world, if she's smart (and she is), she'll have as much fun with you as I did :)
if I was hiding, you'd know me way too well what with your having a vast brain that reads and absorbs so many of the slippery details woven into my manic babbling and other places... I haven't visited the land of the mostly dead in quite a while, but mostly due to lack of time and I hope to find time to revisit soon because it's a healthy thing to go mad and throw a pity or vengeance party every now and then, not to mention the roots of the MD, hard core "getting real" and "reds" back at the crossroads...
thanks for the plugs (at least they are not shamelessly linked as I'm apt to do, aye? :)
and yes, if you insist, your niceness is unsurpassed at times, kindness too... at least seven minutes every year, twice on Sundays... but you don't want me to be giving away these secrets behind your evilness too often, do you?...
and then we come to the dastardly comment threatening to whip up a candoraesque bisque on my ass and exposing the weakness of my fanciful delusions so I come out swinging with both fists wrapped in rhapsodic rap that proves the hollow visions behind my passionate beliefs...
and while it may be one possible choice to give up on the possibility of a recurrence of a Solaris eclipse with another in this life, I have repeated the collision of stars more than once in this life and shall do it again cuz what goes up, must come down, spinning wheel, got to go round... talkin' 'bout your troubles it's a cryin' sin, ride a painted pony let the spinning wheel spin... so I'll just sit here watching the wheels go round and round (I really love to watch them roll) cuz I'm no longer riding on the merry go round (I just had to let it go)... cha cha cha (cuz it really is a double fantasy, you know)...
though I will give you this with a sigh, it is a challenge to cultivate just the right dialogue (sigh)...
but hope springs eternal in the youth and me and one day I just might stumble upon someone realistically fitting the role (currently filled by darling Dia) in the flesh and she'll share my fantasies in realities and be inspired by my muses and ultimately become the most primary muse of all (muse prime, of course)...
especially with the sweet sounds of The Sound Of Music playing between commercials on the TV at the moment, there's no way any cynical power or negative thought can penetrate the aura (see, I had a secret weapon as this response to your astute and adept comments began... so sneaky, I be)...
lol, a vlog from the green chair, won't that be fun... of course I could just set the world aghast (or more hopefully laughing) by singing my rhymes (or perhaps Edelweiss as I just did)... or perhaps reading my entries as nightly news reports like they do or did on Saturday Night Live...
such an ego...
you are my dearest fan, you know : )
but my, what sharp teeth you have... and I am not convinced that the kerouac says are gone forever, for truly the enlightenment of our species comes in cycles and I can hope to be alive, if only as the latest version of the elder statesman type Tim Leary, for the next thrust of conscious awareness into the collection psyche of the culture... perhaps this time, what with AIDS and all waking us kids up to the perils of casual sex, free love will take on a deeper and more meaningful cultural actualization...
or we could just blow ourselves up and start over, as that's been done a few times before, at least...
and should I be only a dream in a starry box (they should have told me, Vincent), then I'll leave it for another generation, or even for another incarnation in the evolution of homosapien (or perhaps even another species) to find their way with or without the words I leave for posterity...
as for popularity, I don't know what you mean : )
I am noticing my myspace friends list growing in leaps and bounds, but I'd call that more perseverance than popularity... it is nice to see one of my shortest posts here get so many comments, even if they are all from the lunatic on the grassy knoll... and if the dam breaks open many years too soon and if there is no room upon the hill (or knoll), and if your head explodes with dark forebodings too, I'll see you on the dark side of the moon...
and if we shout and no one seems to hear...
once again, my reluctant muse z0tl, you've inspired me to be thinking and perhaps, as so often does with your provocative and occasionally acerbic input, an entry shall blossom in the behind the candoor garden... and to at least conclude this comment, before you give up all hope on any sort of hard core realism ever coming again from this perpetual dreamer, I let slip that a very special Xmas carol will be performed in an entry coming soon to a diary, journal, or blog near somewhere... I'm just not sure where it's going to pop out yet, but I promise it will be a step towards restoring your faith in the evil within even the most candoraesque of hearts left for dead in this cold cruel world for too long (now aren't we excited?... too much build up?... well, we're among friends, after all)...
As I sit on this xmas eve in the physical state that has consumed my existence for more time than i can currently recall, there isn't any energy or time for really thinking much about silliness that can so often permeate online meanderings. stripped down to the basics once again i find the only thing left really is Love. no room or energy for anything else. it is existence, it is everything...even through the agony the light shines...it cannot be extinguished...i know it lives in our friend z0tl regardless of what comes out of his mouth or through his fingers on a keyboard...i've heard it, seen it, known it. and in you dearest candoor it defines your existence as well...you exude it in everything you say, do, and write...i am so grateful that i can come here when i am like i am now and i can draw on that and know that stripped of all of my worries about silly things that don't matter, i am here as me, as Love, and i am at home in a place where no matter what people and the world have given to you, you know your core Truth too...thank Love for that. so tonight, i wish you both a magical christmas, i thank Love for you both, and i thank Love for the heart that beats inside of you...both of you.
HUG :)
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