Ruth–you and Jessica seem to know a lot of men. Do you know any big, black, cuddly linebacker types with hearts of gentlemen who would like to do some work as a personal bodyguard? Rule #1 – Be protective but DON’T. Fall in love. All joking aside, I’m serious.
I wasn’t kidding. I think it would be a trip to go out with a big, black bodyguard in a suit who asks people to move away when they bother me too much while I’m working.
Honestly. The things I do and get away with.
Sometimes the only way to be literal is to be abstract. Sometimes the only way to examine what something truly is, is to examine its reflection. Literal is a very literal and unliteral word. People shouldn’t be snobs about it. The realm of words, the depth and echo of combinations of letters and the anima they invoke are entire universes unto themselves. Meaning is only as clear as the picture you paint. The dimensions…up to you. The skill is in how great and complex of meaning you have the ability to deliver into another person so they can see this picture as you see. I use words as the carrier but I’m moving almost beyond language. Sometimes I look into someone’s eyes and I can receive and send meaning. The words are just what my touch follows to get inside.
Time time time time! Time to understand the monster! (i will amuse myself with terror…)
This was my theme song today. Love the song. Just watched the video. Must watch.
Thin line between so many things
Perception defines them differently
But they’re still the same thing
We completed a circle of thought.
My weapon of mastery would have been my blue 33/29 titanium softball bat. I grew up in the suburbs. Hardly a school for ninjas. While untrained with the sword, I make up for it with a quick bat.
Julia’s Approach to Compliments
Please leave your good-intentioned words like a nut on the sidewalk, and take at least 4 steps back. Meld into the background.
When the coast is clear, Julia will scurry down and grab the nut, scurry backwards up the tree, never taking her eyes off you in case the nut was bait in a trap. When deep in her tree cave, she’ll set it up to really get a look at it and say, “WHAT IS THIS?”
After some careful consideration, she will scurry back down and inform you whether or not she believes this nut is real, not poisoned and from a well-meaning source, and usually that’s just a matter of if her tail is happy or not.
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Is nut a euphemism for something else? Your guess is as good as mine. I was trying to be literal regarding my feelings with compliments. Is the moat starting to feel like a maze yet?
The 9’s have spoken.
We’ll throw it out into the sky and spell the stars with letters.
And so it was written.
The guy next to me asked me if I was enjoying the show. “You look like you’re waiting for someone,” he said. But that’s the way I’ve looked my whole life.
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