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Wednesday, October 27, 2004

muertos and imperialism

For anyone celebrating this time as dia de los muertos or new year, a friend and I are adding our altars to the mix from over in Japan. and, happy new year.

Are you voting? If you are, will you vote for who you like, will you vote to keep Bush out, are you actually voting for him? I was wondering if the Bush/Kerry neck-and-neck thing was an apparency constructed to mask what's really going on, but maybe there really are that many rightwing "Christians" who vote.

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Tuesday, October 26, 2004

an inverse ratio antithesis of disproportion

The ramen shop guy has a kind of Buddha mouth that looks always about to smile. In other thoughts, looking for cognitive recognition is merely a cousin to bragging. It is also a mistake to seek spiritual acceptance, physical security and emotional verification.
Last night's dream involved illicit wandering in an old, well-established university, then more of the same in a half-built structure (half rubble). There was much ascending and descending of wide wooden staircases with banisters (1st) and of ladders and drop-offs to jump from (2nd).
Also, I had lots of pot, about four kinds but it was all low grade, unsmokable really. Kevin McLaughlin gave my a budlet of something worthy that I did not actually smoke or ingest in any way, then the apartment with the huge Siberian huskies. When there were only two, a female and a male, the proper muzzling had to be done lest by morning they both turn into out-of-control, movie style serial killers.
So, correct discipline (though I don't belive in muzzling) of fundamental instinct prevents the wielding of an imbalanced appetite. Perhaps.
In a few ways, Japan is a good place for humans to live. Not the least being that the government provides excellent basic education (for everyone, imagine) and also the government here does not cyphon off of its own people for its imperialistic purposes.
I was surprised but happy that almost everyone here uses cash for money- no check cards, almost no checks or credit cards. And there is almost no crime, neither individual to individual nor people to public places. So, very few police. And, friendly police.
Holy shit this couple just downed two enormous bowls of ramen plus the equivalent of a 22 of beer in about four minutes. What if every ramen shop required a specific style of eating that you had to figure out or else they
1. shot you with that hypnotizing light gun from Looker.
2. gave you more and more ramen that if you couldn't finish you had to pay for everyone's.
3. let loose a few raccoon-dogs (inserted with microchips that informed them that you were personally responsible for their stolen wilderness) in your house while you slept.



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Thursday, October 21, 2004

padmini dupe sticks

when you're on that kind of bridge in the wind and you have ashes in your hands
letting the river take most of him


Finished a Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, which I had long imagined (knowing only the title) to be written by a white-haired new-agey guy with soft, unfocused blue eyes.

In an English class I teach, a student began, a little ruefully, a little somberly, "I am sorry," she paused, "that An Pan Man cannot control his face."

With everyone you meet and everyone who meets you, I think there is a mutual instrumentation of furthering. Not only the pleasant, enlightened, attractive, hip or "nice" people are worthy of attention, but also the odd, the old, the reviled, ugly and unlearned.





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