Rumors
Bookmarks
Photographs
Something I return to frequently
A man studying some branch of learning thinks at night that he has the next day before him, and in the morning that he will have time that night; he plans in this way always to study more diligently at some future time. How much harder it is to perceive the laziness of mind that arises in an instant! Why should it be so difficult to do something now, in the present moment?
Reading list #2
Long walks
Iain Sinclair, Hackney That Rose-Red Empire
Werner Herzog, Of Walking in Ice
Paul Virilio, Bunker Archeology
Owen Hatherley’s Sit Down Man, You’re a Bloody Tragedy
Catch me at the
The green screen at its most bland, its I-can-be-fucking-anywhere potential reduced to a pasting of the subject in his boasted-of hometown, exactly where he is proclaiming to be at his most natural.
Of interest to all two of you
I have turned comments back on.
They were turned off because a) I rarely comment on other people’s blogs, and b) I figured most people read this in an RSS feed, and therefore don’t see the comment form in the first place. But I had a dream last night (seriously now) (you were in it, so pay attention) where a certain person took me to task for being too cool for comment school. So I have taken my own advice. This subconscious stand-in also dismissed my writing as banalities dressed up as revelations, but there’s not much I can do about that. My mind may just be a dope dressed up to play professor.
Also I redesigned the site, sort of. Rearranged, really. Just wanted it to be open and clean. Again, I assume most people browse the internet like I do, namely having websites delivered to them in Google Reader stripped of the page design, but that’s probably just solipsism.