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I want to do everything, I want to live everywhere, and I want to help everyone I can?

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we live in an age where nearly everything is a lie and man has access to too much information.

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I sometimes feel that way.

But tonight, you know what I did? I rode my bike as fast as I could through Time Square, screaming a the top of my lungs and almost running over some people.

It was exhilerating for 30 seconds. I’m still running the high of it, because I always wanted to do it, and I finally just fucking did it.

Most of the things you want to do probalby don’t require shitloads of money or power. you can probably go and do them. So go do one of them. And then another, and then another.

Most of us don’t get a life where our job ties into our lives in such a way that we feel “meaningful”, but we don’t need that. what we need is to have fun, because we can, and we are without a doubt the peak of evolution- this random weird thing that happened in the universe for who knows what reason- I know that I can experience amazing shit if I let myself put my guard down. you should do the same. Even if it is stupid.

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Sitting on my friend’s bed. Looking out the window into the quad, a white fan blows smoke out of the room. We are talking about the mutual people we know. Summing them up in one or two words. The conversation isn’t negative, just light hearted. I find myself laughing and coming to realizations on the characters of my fellow men. My friend calls a person something “asjndadkld-head,” I sit for a moment reflect and I ask “What does that mean?”

He looks at me and ignores me and grabs another string of conversation floating in the air. I grab another string and continue too. The string runs out. I get out my smartphone and goto “Urbandictionary.com” and look up the word. I find it. The definition is simple. If I were to deconstruct the original word “akdmakda-head”, I would have been able to figure it out based on the “akdmakdka” part. But, something much more has happened and this subtly bothers me.

I am very sensitive to language. I like to take sentences and words apart and reconstruct them (like the Surrealists did), play with the meaning of enunciation (like the Dadaist did), deconstruct words, reconstruct words, reinterpet words based on their contextual meaning (think “don’t get an attitude with me, boy” I would ponder someone going to Target and buying a specific attitude). When someone says a word like “adkamdkma-head” I am looking beneath the surface for something that is more than a literal transfiguration. I am looking for an idea (enlightenment). I find it interesting that artists throughout history have played with language and ineffabilities. Trying to capture the inexplicable by showing the shortcoming of language. The Bhudda’s in their Zen state create mind bending paradoxical syntax which answer seemingly bizarre “questions” like: Show me your original face before you were born. Bucky Fuller made new words to be clearer about the ongoing happenings of everyday life.

Maybe I should work on generative lexical analysis model meaning if the person is known for creating words that actually represent new complex ideas I should take my conversations at a slower pace, versus analyzing someones syntax who uses words for words sake. Because what happened next is that I seemed like I was “out-of-the-cool?-loop” but really I was just stuck on the idea presented and was not ready to move on from the cliff presented.

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Images I took from Fritz Lang’s “M” made in 1931.

self recursive self

the collection

neighborhood watch

the spacing provides tension

fear.

i have a sweater like that.

:(

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