Time to geek out in earnest. streamline my nix machines and make them burn. time to make them mad sick short experimental films to satisfy my curiosity. my new samsung galaxy tab is perfect. the cam res is wicked enough. fire up my imagination and shoot for lightning. if i don't get a hustle then i do more art. if the paper chase is righteous then less sleep for the wicked.
Mothers day. May the bliss fall like quail on motherhood. I hugged her early. Touch feels better than roses. Touch was the first awakening. Kept creating even after philosophy failed. We might invade a diner but it will be crowded and mom is introverted. Something will give like take out. Adapt improvise hack your existence with diy epiphanies. We were given this to enhance it sans regret and with cascading hindsight. Meanwhile last class for now. Was my best class this semester. Professor broke it down like a seasoned vet. He brought the real. And we are exempted from finals if we aced the midterms. Now thats righteous. So I got less fodder to consume and even less cud to ruminate. More time to study robots and parse cplusplus. Grudging early summer children.
Joined another social thing called friendica. It has true federation and decentralization. Love how it feels. A lot of cool features and jabber chat integration rocks. Added bonus. A slew of linux fiends. This never hurts. I fit well into this tribe even if am a desperate non-conformist. Linux has that madness. All or nothing. And we never apologize. Opensource gave us the internet. Opensource will keep it free. Federation is the key to real freedom on our internets. Keep it free children. Linux has you.
Some choices come prepackaged. You peel of the drama and you don't look back. . Others are not so marketable. They are a hard sell. The after birth drags behind like phantom arms. Needles to the left. Paranoia in the corner of your mind. You hardly breathe as you navigate the morass of indecision. You wish you didn't get this albatross of a choice. It is a pyrrhic win and the losers are the victors. Only time scrapes off the stale skin. By the time this choice doesnt matter anymore there's another hundred forks in the path beckoning.
The sun is getting to that mystic shine that I love. Makes me feel eternal and finite at the same time. Must be a birth feeling. Terror and beauty coupling. Well I hope to catch every sliver of the good light. It goes way too fast. And people love to hex it with their complains about the heat. Stay naked in your crib and let tropical children frolick. Well I might be working for the summer. Same gig extended. Need that scrilla like the bow needs its arrow. Scrilla buys happiness when you mad broke. I need to club more. Friday whetted my appetite. Websters hall was banging. Loved the dubstep upper deck. The crowd was virile and hungry. I was mostly a tree but the power was in me. Dubstep captures the youth essence. They rushed in and exhaled. Their energy infectious. I gotta dig it all now more than ever. Rabid days of our lives.
This semester was turbulent as ever. This year has caught me off guard. I wandered off and learnt about vulnerability. Am still learning to fly. A lot of my art projects are still grounded. A muse will eventually lift them above the fray. And then there's the proverbial money beast that we all chase into the dusk light. Sometimes we find some. Most times we fall head first into wishing. Something better give or else something better open up to let me understand it all. Might as well get more enlightenment. Might as well find more ways to bullshit on the periphery. For those who understand all that shifting I salute you. You doing good for yourselves. You found a way. I steal a sigh. And I remember that film I saw this week called "Waterborne". People are animals beneath the veneer.
desert wind blowing grit into my path. i was wrong. i fought the wrong battle. there will be more. i will be better prepared. maybe. maybe not. ftw. so what did you learn? well that a picture means nothing. beauty is a facade. skin is just skin. bone and blood is what matters. when bone gets hit then you feel. when blood flows you always know. when you bleed you know who you really are. nothing besides.
Education can either break or empower the individual. Most of today's students will be cogs of machina in future years. Actually some are cogs already. They are already taking their place in the line. The system needs that obedience. The vampire never sleeps. Machina exists by feeding on the sleep walkers . How to escape the succubi? Well you don't if you are still asleep. You must be painfully awake. You need to bleed awareness. Awareness is your only friend. When your eyes are open you experience your first real pain. Like in the matrix clarity becomes you for the first time. It is a delicious trauma. True knowledge is deliciously traumatic.
Megamillion fever burned fiendish yesterday. We played and lost half a billion dollars. It wasn't your money in the first place. Somewhere in Maryland someone's karma spunned the diamond wheel. Back to the drawing board for the rest of us to try to die richer. The invention of currency changed everything but it's actually an illusion. We have decided that this piece of paper has value and a specific value at that. Tomorrow we could change that and the paper becomes useless. Some countries are even close to eliminating paper money altogether. On the extreme contrary the country of Zimbabwe has printed a billion dollar bill. A billion useless dollars. Well money makes us mad. We kill for it. It solves a hundred problems and creates a thousand. Is this trade off rational? Would you accept a million dollars that makes you retire early but turns you into a hopeless junkie? Or sacrifice your children to bernie madoff?
Starting the day with free. It's always now and I have nothing to lose. I want to win that half a billion jackpot and disappear. Truth is there is no escape from now. Learn to hack the now. This is the geek age and everything is possible. Starting the day with this mindset. Making the day my chariot. Will let it out at dusk or it might infect temptress night. She needs to keep her hoodie as she navigates babylon. We might get gunned for that simple freedom. Imagine that? The demons always finds a way to infect everything we take for granted. They shoot you because you don't smell right. And the law exonerates them. This is enlightenment? This is a sham. This is slavery. It never disappeared. They lied and we keep lying to our selves.
