With buried heads we both forget

I don't want anything to do with people that won't be around for the rest of my life.

But it's the truth.

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http://www.wired.com/techbiz/people/magazine/17-10/ff_smartlist

Everyone read this article concerning 12 ideas that are shocking but could change the world; particularly the section about Purging the prisons, and ending medical privacy. Am I some sort of radical because I've believed most of these things should actually materialize in the near future?

this is one of the most interesting articles I've read in a very long time, it concerns so many feilds, and subfeilds.

John is so sick I seriously think he's dying. All of his symptoms remind me of when I was hospitalized for MONO for 5 days a few years back. If he has mono it'd explain why I'm feeling fine; because I've already had it and am immune, even after sharing all of his foods/bed/drinks/spits.

what I do have is the ugly disease? hahah!! look at this hideous picture of me...



taken by Keith Garcia, at his spot with the cutest leetle pup while we were over watching that boxing match I mentioned a few posts back.

Guts

It's December?

To You

I love you as a sheriff searches for a walnut
That will solve a murder case unsolved for years
Because the murderer left it in the snow beside a window
Through which he saw her head, connecting with
Her shoulders by a neck, and laid a red
Roof in her heart. For this we live a thousand years;
For this we love, and we live because we love, we are not
Inside a bottle, thank goodness. I love you as a
Kid searches for a goat; I am crazier than shirttails
In the wind, when you're near, a wind that blows from
The big blue sea, so shiny so deep and so unlike us;
I think I am bicycling across an Africa of green and white fields
Always, to be near you, even in my heart
When I'm awake, which swims, and also that I believe that you
Are trustworthy as the sidewalk which leads me to
The place where I think of you, a new
Harmony of thoughts. I love you as the sunlight leads the prow
Of a ship which sails from Hartford to Miami, and I love you
Best at dawn, when even before I am awake the sun
Receives me in the questions which you always pose.

- Kenneth Koch



The Boiling Water

Moments might be serious. It is
serious, in such windy weather,
to be a sail
Or an open window, or a feather
flying in the street...

Seriousness, how often I have
thought of seriousness
And how little I have understood
it, except this: serious is urgent
And it has to do with change. You
say to the water,
It's not necessary to boil now,
and you turn it off. It stops
Fidgeting. And starts to cool. You
put your hand in it
And say, The water isn't serious
any more. It has the potential,
However—that urgency to give
off bubbles, to
Change itself to steam. And the
wind,
When it becomes part of a
hurricane, blowing up the
beach
And the sand dunes can't keep it
away.
Fainting is one sign of
seriousness, crying is another.
Shuddering all over is another
one.

A serious moment for the
telephone is when it rings.
And a person answers, it is
Angelica, or is it you.

A serious moment for the fly is
when its wings
Are moving, and a serious
moment for the duck
Is when it swims, when it first
touches water, then spreads
Its smile upon the water...

A serious moment for the match
is when it burst into flame...

Serious for me that I met you, and
serious for you
That you met me, and that we do
not know
If we will ever be close to anyone
again. Serious the recognition
of the probability
That we will, although time
stretches terribly in
between...

- Kenneth Koch



I need to go Christmas shopping.
Steady listening to Nas and Ryan Adams.
I need some new Air Maxs
My "To Do" list is getting shorter
Those two poems are it for me right now.

Close your eyes, sometimes it helps.

I know it is everyone's favorite thing to do nowadays to worship Beyonce, the modern Diva, and I don't blame a soul, she's amazing, but lets not forget the real OG diva....



I'm offically finished applying to graduate school. five months, 7 schools, 3 government standardized tests, and the grand total (I actually added it all up...) is a whopping $1,110 dollars. It sort of makes me sick. I'm really proud of my planning skills that were crucial in order for me to make it so I could AFFORD this...I stopped all spending that wasn't purely food or books or transportation. I couldn't even buy a beer in the last five months without feeling guilty for taking away from my own college fund. For anyone that says you can't do shit because you're poor and your parents don't financially support you, I spit in all of your faces.

Now I'm going to go eat the pint of Ben & Jerry's Oatmeal Cookie Chunk icecream I bought myself, eating the entire thing....

Affraid not Scared

My cognitive psycholog professor gave me this book because she said I'd like it. I LOVE it so far. I'll type up cool snipits on here once I'm done reading it.

Don't have much to say lately. Am a week away from being finished with applying, three schools left. (I have to space it out a bit so I can pay the $100 application fees and not go broke) So four out of seven are done and I'm on my way to getting seven great rejection letters in the mail, surely.

All I want is to watch UP in my bed wrapped up like a burrito in fifty blankets with my dog.

This past weekend John came to NYC, he brought me this old Lacoste baby blue cardigan he found in his room in the house he grew up in and I love it and haven't taken it off really. He wanted to skate the Brooklyn Banks before it gets shut down next month and it was cool to hang out for a while in a part of the city that I fell in love with when I was 18. We got papaya dog and Chili dogs are one of my top ten favorite foods.