we cannot change the cards we are dealt,
just how we play the hand.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
11:26 PM
Sparks
San Antonio is celebrated for many things. coyote ugly. the riverwalk. but quite rarely for a screaming asian across alamo in mid-day.
and they say faith is like electricity.
you can't see it, but you can see the light.
quite an overdose in retrospect, but yes darling. have a little faith.
the voices in my head-
Monday, August 18, 2008
5:03 PM
Star Post
i had never lived halfway around the globe from my girl. its funny, how she receives the mails i send her everyday - two weeks later. much as if she's watching my life off a production screen, aligned to a delayed timeline. the essence of time and space magnified, i have since appreciated the presence of the immediate and present.
i then realised, that if i were to look up into the stars of the austin sky, and spy the three little candles of a toddler celebrating his third birthday, he could very well be dead over a million years. such is our lives, a speck in the vastness of all beings.
the voices in my head-
Friday, August 15, 2008
11:09 PM
Concerto
just to keep myself awake, i held a solo concert last night. 1am to 7am. travelling on cruise control at an undisclosed speed (for issues of parental concern), thirteen hundred miles from vegas to austin.
alas there was only one spectator to the spectacular event in which i sang splendidly alongside the radio. he was even snoring in accompaniment of incidental symmetry, and yes. the concert ended in a flurry of brakes and lights - a swirl of blue and red amidst the desert of New Mexico and two new spectators.
whoever heard of the performer having to pay for his own show. these sneaky bastards. this bloody idiot.
the voices in my head-
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
11:32 PM
Austin to Vegas
i drove 1500 miles through 4 states in the United States and slept in the car for two days. yes, and still alive.
i dare say the most spectacular event ain't the grand canyon or the sweltering 46 degrees heat at hoover dam but the high-speed chase of state troopers in blaring sirens on 110mph.
two hundred and eighty USD (and a request form for driving safety course!?) in the fine which i had mistakenly conceived some seriously ill notion in which i thought i could have recouped that figure in vegas.
bless my soul as i make my way through 5 states back to Austin in 2 days.
the voices in my head-
Thursday, August 07, 2008
2:54 AM
Los Angeles
they say it's a dangerous city.
i figured, after flipping porn magazines in bliss, posing as dirty green hulk, losing the glasses when the pacific waves ran me over, doing 100mph on left hand drive, having a pink bunny wrap her arms around me and scaling the beverly hills street sign - yet still alive, it can't be that bad.
can't wait to get to texas so i could shoot up a horse.
the voices in my head-
Monday, August 04, 2008
10:36 PM
Flights
many thanks to you and you, for accompanying my sob-bag.
touched down in Los Angeles. 10:13am. and so it begins.
the voices in my head-
i love my girl. a love so beautiful, symmetrical, tangible
God loves me. a love so great, unconditional, real.
my life in a nutshell. working towards loves of sorts. beautiful, symmetrical, tangible, great, unconditional and real.
a page, deliberately left blank.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
I Corinthians 13:4-8
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