Friday, July 23, 2004

if i were infinitely rich i would not be quite so tentative about what i wanted
but then i would never know what i really wanted.

suspected hideous mental aversion #41: secretly avoids reading great works by women because of impossibility of physical consummation with author.

"While I still consider myself an anarchist, over the years I've somewhat narrowed (or perhaps broadened) it to Reborn-Yet-Again,Taoist Dirt-Pagan, bioregionalista anarchy.  I think I've also come to understand that freedom resides in being equal to your needs, self-determinism requires self-reliance, and that the "self" is the worst idea of Western Civilization, or at least doesn't excite my imagination as much as the pantheist notion of an extended, constellated identity, as suggested by genetics, ecology, and a kiss.  Besides, for a pantheist, the Messiah comes every day." (italics mine)

so i think i want to go traipsing through new hampshire, massachusetts, new york, illinois and ohio.  i must think some more about this.  i shall proceed to do that at the bookstore while i mull over where i would like to go to college and exactly why i cannot find my own rhythm when i live with my parents.  (two things: a stranger once called this "teenage angst, indie music, and dresses."  another stranger with whom i was in love said "if you're waiting for this to come to conclusion, join the fucking club.")

mulling is not something i do with my hips.  jim dodge has me so erotically charged i am seriously considering crashing his solitary party in western sonoma county.

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