Autobiomarvel

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Wednesday, March 07, 2007

The Salon II

Well the salon happened---a babe, not yet full grown. The next one will be as different from the last as the last was from the one before it, which is to say it will be quite different.

I feel like a lot else has happened recently but I wonder if it really has. As much as I like to say "fuck existentialism" these days, its eponymous crisis follows me around like the goddamn Zeitgeist. The paradox is that learning to be happy in a state of permanent crisis is what defeats it. Well, I seem to be a happy guy, don't I?

CASE IN POINT: I thought the other day that if I can learn to talk a bit more about myself, even the barest, concrete details, then I can feel more socially real. Why don't I feel pursued the way I'm pursuing? Of course, my friends for whom this anxiety doesn't seem to exist are probably better off. Why build a theory when you can do without?

There's the old vain hope that increasing success in sufficiently culturally and metaphysically rich endeavours---scholarship, art, partying---will provide fuel to drive greater personal and social engagement and greater satisfaction. I don't really think of this as vain, and I mean to prove it as my achievements mount in the coming months and years (which I've promised myself so many times), but at some point this personal and social greatness has to be realized, and it's up to me to do it. This makes me think of the paradox of compatibilism. I'll think about that some more in the future.

Quoting myself quoting Prince:

OH GOD prince makes the most gorgeous coos and squeals

this is what it sounds like when doves cry

IEEUH!!!

heuHOOAeh

Does modern heterosexuality as practiced preclude entire regions of taste? Actually that's a pretty prejudiced thing for me to think. I should feel free to indulge (pander to) my most ridiculous predilections. HEUOOHaahi!

Vega's going to become a nun. Who's going to tell her?

Annat's chronically in need of repair and I love her for it.

(Psst. I wish I could dance like Mike.)

James and his... things.

Anyway, this blog is going to get going again. While I'm going to get a bit more serious about dumping my big projects here, I also won't shy away from the personal documentary stuff. Simply having to write, I have to write something worthwhile.

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