a dream is a loss
of reality and inhibition.

a dream held is a thistle
of irrationality and doubt.

a dream hidden is a drug
with no high.

a dream followed is the fire
that keeps us all alive.
we are all delusional,
bleeding from the pricks.

waking is a loss
of what never existed.

and it resumes.

My voice is a little horse
galloping lost through the woods
calling your name

It’s new to me
but just the same
the earth is an old canvas
painted over many times

The poet rambles
the world it scrambles
but who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men

Your shadow knows
it’s right behind you all the way
your shadow knows where you’ve been

Somewhat disturbing is the sound of birds singing
when you know you don’t deserve it
You are not here today
and I feel just like an empty eggshell, and
my yoke is heavy
my yoke is heavy

- from “My Yoke Is Heavy,” by Daniel Johnston

bussokusekika.

i’m a wanderer,
a seeker of mes and yous.
diamond in my hand;
many diamonds in the sky.
the latter are much brighter
and only exist at night.

hokku.

we’ve chosen a way
that goes nowhere but we know
we will be happy.

The SUV-driving, kid-hauling, petroleum-consuming, red-blooded Americans seem to be letting their guard down against small, efficient vehicles. This year’s new subcompact imports like Toyota Yaris and Honda Fit are finding decent acceptance so far, thanks to perpetually high gas prices and environmental awareness. But the greatest blow to America’s vehicular manhood so far will be arriving in early 2008… the new smart fortwo. With a length barely exceeding the width of some larger trucks, fuel economy pushing 60 mpg, and supposedly eco-friendly production, the smart car (originally called the City Coupe) has been around since 1998, but only now is it daring to break into the burly American market. To add insult to injury, DaimlerChrysler (smart’s daddy) has announced an all-electric version in the works.

My only concern is the safety of such a small car sharing the road with such large cars. Drivers in other countries of the world are already acclimatized to the smaller-vehicle environment, whereas we in America are not.

So, no work again today.  I think i need to broaden my skill set.

Yes, i know i already have a WordPress hosted on my own site, but i think i’d prefer the community and ease of wordpress.com.  Apparently, also considering my current move to flickr, my fancy hosted web space i paid for is getting neglected.  Perhaps i’ll get around to doing something worthwhile with it.

So, we were in Asheville yesterday, basking in the sun and strolling through the NC Arboretum in the delightfully warmish pre-Spring air… Well, later that night, knowing it was a full moon, i glanced up at the moon to pay my respects, only to see a completely unexpected total lunar eclipse in progress. And then it snowed all night and morning. I was a bit shaken by the whole thing, but pleased, i think.

I’ve always felt divided, disconnected. Only certain parts of me are appropriate for display depending on my company or audience. It’s as though i have different versions of myself, each one customized to please a certain person or group. Then, when two of these persons or groups coincide, i’m forced to choose between versions or, as is more often the case, just malfunction and feel excruciatingly awkward. I’m not sure if this is normal and/or unhealthy, but perhaps it’s time i consolidate. I just fear i’ll alienate the few people in my life by doing so, but i think some consistency and congruity might make me feel better in general.

so, this is me. welcome.

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