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nite nite 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
posted by candoor at 10:05 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 :)
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remember when i was putzing around wanting to off myself and asked you for a book to read before i die, you said "jonathan sea gull" and i read it, but i thought "how odd" this book makes me wanna kill myself even more!
maybe i read it wrong, but i don't think so, i think the message was whether you hit the rock at terminal speed or transcend it, same shit.
anyway, while i wait for serenity to get off her arse and see dogma and read jsg, so we can discuss our guru's recommendations before claiming any kind of insight into his holy expedient teachings, i have spare time, so tell me another book i should read at this juncture of causes and conditions.
yes, you can live here, in america's finest city, for $5oo a month rent if you have 2 roommie:z!
now send me a resume, so that i may get you job as an orderly where i go vacationing at time:z!
ps: raspy can replace you with his ukranian mistress, no need for you to break the lease early.
pps: if you don't come soon, i'll be forced to move to kyoto in search of a guru and that would be unfortunate.
ppps: i just got back from "4o min intensive ab workout" free class at the gym, i think i'll have to call in sick for the rest of the week to be able to move again.
Richard Bach: Illusions
and yes, the books can easily be interpreted about life and death and the choices we make... and the search for meaning and perhaps even the realization that everything is illusion, meaningless unless we give it meaning in our heads...
that is ultimate freedom - and to bring it into consciousness is the story behind another book:
James Redfield: The Celestine Prophesy
the latter missive slightly tainted for me as I read it in the mid-nineties and obviously fooled myself into believing I was on a higher level of consciousness than I actually was in practice in life - but that is the irony and duality of this physical world, no matter how well we understand and believe in anything, we can often act as though we know nothing when a primal desire becomes more important than our own conscious reasoning...
SEE: The Eagles: Wasted Time
re: if I could only stop my mind...
meanwhile, back in the real world, I woke up and rolled over and attempted a few push-ups this morning and am appalled at the deterioration of my upper body muscles and their inability to repeatedly lift the bulk of the extra 40-odd pounds piled on to my upper body off the ground... my mind remembers, as if it were only yesterday, when I used to roll out of bed, do fifty push ups, a hundred sit-ups, a few other body manipulations against gravity, head out for a ten mile run, shower, and start the day... the has become pure illusion in my mind, yet I ignore that fact in practical reality every time I tell myself "I'm hungry" and proceed to consciously forget that six ounces or even eight ounces of food is more than enough for the body at one sitting while I proceed to consume a pound of spaghetti and a half pound of meatballs... the sensory apparatus shuts down in the every expanding stomach until the next morning when I wake expecting the memory of being in shape to be real and I discovery the extra forty pounds are very much in my way...
bipolar illusions slipped into the 24 hour circadian rhythm, the process of denial of the daily routine and how it effects the body thanks to the convenient shut down of the mind that allows primal desires for oral gratification and gastro-intestinal satiation to override the desire to feel optimal in this physical shell and therein feel comfortable sharing the body... result: bloat, loneliness, denial, self-pity, more comfort food...
knowing all this does not stop the process...
same for the Seagull... knowing does not change the behavior unless the conscious mind decides to pick one desire and follow through on it over the other incompatible desires...
life, death, two relatively opposing choices... we choose to remain alive by breathing and not doing something that stops our breathing, yet many also choose, every day, to eat (me, for instance) and drink and consume products and support industries and wars that are suicidal and we ignore this, therein ignoring how we undermine living and disregard our knowledge and turn away from the enlightenment that is on the tip of our tongues in our minds...
meanwhile, I was thinking of cutting my hair today... then I remembered how much I enjoy change... but I enjoy sharing change even much more and have been putting off cutting my hair until I found a friend who wanted to share the experience... intimately, even... maybe I'll just change the color first... but then, I'd like to share that too... alas, so much time putting off things - waiting for someone to share them with... just like waking up and setting my daily eating/exercise habit priorities straight... and you think you've been a fool for love?...
optimism, loving self, letting go of pain, healing, feeling good - is a choice too... but knowing that in the mind and doing it in every day actions, well, that's the difference between flying into the sky or flying into the ground... or a mountain of memories, for that matter...
may we find our illusion becomes consistently focused on our highest priority and therein stop giving into the secondary desires so repeatedly that they get in the way of actualizing our most wanted illusion...
PS... maybe
time: Jan-Feb 2008
event: change
job: desk/data or managerial
(after 5 years of steady, direct care, change helps prevent burnout)
now: save month, if that is possible, so I have 6 months living expensed in hand before change...
possibility of latter: slim, given current income and expenses... but it's something I want so perhaps it will happen if I actualize wanting it enough...
to do: stop eating out, stop going out, stop living beyond work, stop buying stuff, therein stop spending money...
but there's the Snow Patrol concert and 30 Seconds to Mars and Warped Tour and...
live like I am dead for a year to hope to live next year?... and we come to the basic decision every middle or below middle income person must make - live now, or put off living for retirement and hope there's enough life left in the body to enjoy it... I've never been one to put off as much as I am putting off these days... it sucks to realize I do it... so now do it more?...
pondering a quandry...
and time to go to work so continued pondering shall wait for another time...
loopy, no doubt :}
Wow, a few posts at least in these comments. It feels so good to just read and bask, and hope...hope that exercise and eating right is on the agenda again for everyone, though it is hard to put that into practice in daily life.
It has never felt good to do 100 sit-ups, and push-ups are just wrong. But I'm doing what I can, even if it is just in my head. So I'll hug and love and smile instead, and eat another square of my favorite chocolate :)
z- you know I have to finish Tolle 1 and Tolle 2 first, but I'm still sorta on the fence about him, though I bless him and wish him the permanence of bliss he seems to have found.
And btw z, I see you have been placed in the Genius, Folly, Friends section...congratulations...you are well on your way to enlightenment.
my computer monitor seems to have lost it's green...
my head is clogged...
I still appreciate you though...
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