serendipitous rhapsodies, imagined life30 November 2004 02:11 02
beautiful people, this modern life25 November 2004 22:45 57
She was a beautiful let down. Perfection shattered into shards of tragic flaws. What they had carved so meticulously as the masterpiece of their lives lay in ruins. Self-destructed from the inside out.
Life is a collection of moldings or experiences, the people in it the artists shaping the sculpture. Build up only to fall. Fall only to rebuild. And this is the never-changing circle of our lives.
The over-ambitious, stumbling, mumbling, crumbling to pieces perfectionist is no longer because we really aren’t that perfect. Strength is a facade we paint ourselves with in hopes of convincing the world that this time it won’t tear us down. But how dare you doubt the manipulative power of your fellow man? What naivete allows you to believe in humanism? Because are you and I really here to help the other, one step up at a time?
Apologies to the sculptors for failures of the sculpted.
We’ll spend every waking moment searching fervently for that meaning of life as it fleetingly passes us and the day you think you’ve got it figured out, you’ll open your eyes and see the inside of a coffin. Life wasted pouring over self-help books and recreational drug use. Life spent gossiping over useless matters and what have you got to show for it? Your legacy passing through as the black sheep of the family. The portrait that they’ll hide in the attic for years to come.
You were going to save the world but you couldn’t even save yourself. Good job, ace.
serendipitous rhapsodies, imagined life24 November 2004 02:28 46
Character development: Nikolai
serendipitous rhapsodies, imagined life23 November 2004 02:30 35
Work in Progress: The Pub
serendipitous rhapsodies, imagined life21 November 2004 02:32 28
Finding Freedom: a short story about a 20-something photographer in New York City.
How to Nearly Get Arrested at the Metropolitan Museum of Art
perfection personified on a chilly-autumn, typically New York day with the most lush red-wine and daffodil yellow coloured leaves whispering with the winds…walking down a path that seemed to have been created for our serendipitous moments…pale sunlight silting through the castle and the trees…they weren’t real new yorkers said the nypd officer but what did he know… today, they were the most new york they had ever been.
it’s all fake
but it’s so beautiful
i don’t doubt if for a moment
the playwright and the director. they had been as naive as the world would allow; the bitter, hardened cynic taking a day off. they had changed but they were still the same, as flawless as they had been the first day. a day spent is a day less they had but a brand new world awaited and it’d be just as cosmically wonderous as this one.
and i wish i had lived like that…a bundled up child on a nippy autumn afternoon on a day trip to one of the greatest museums in the world so that i’d grow as an aesthete…thanks in part to my bohemia-inspired parents, to walk through impeccable man-made-nature, to take in the most cultured of worlds.
just to sit and to be…to let the world, in all of its glory, wash over me. but i’m not all that different because i’ve longed for this before i knew of it.
“you’ve got the accent and she’s got the look. you’re perfect together.”
serendipitous rhapsodies, imagined life11 November 2004 02:16 04
Work in Progress: Dinner
this modern life03 November 2004 23:00 49
Wake Up and Smell the Dying Freedom of Your Country, America
Its events like “You Lose 2004″ that make me lose my faith in humanity…you call Kerry a flip-flop, I ask you where your fucking weapons of mass destruction are? I’m not a big fan of Kerry…in fact, I think the man is a fucking douche and the fact that he’s the best the Democratic party can offer to an electorate as polarised as the present day is fucking mindblowing.
Remember how you felt on 9/11, especially you fucking middle America who is so obsessed with paranoia, yeah people all around the world feel like that every single day at the hands of your army - people in Iraq, people in Afghanistan, people in Bosnia, people in Kosovo - it’s not about partisan politics…it’s about you playing big brother to the whole world…you’re not liberating them you’re opressing them. Middle America ..your ideologies are completely unfathomable…take from the example of New York and DC and Pennsylvania - the targets of 9/11…we voted blue for a reason. Remember the guy responsible for 9/11 that guy called Osama…yeah he’s still at large, planning another attack.
It’s my fault I suppose for putting my heart in politics…in believing that perhaps this is a representative democracy ..one in the supposed most well educated country of the world. How can I believe in your goodness humanity when you can’t even be honest with yourself? And you can tell me to fucking leave if I don’t like it but please remember the ideals your country was built upon. It was a nation of rebels. America was the shining example of the Enlightenment period and those philosophes would have cried their hearts out had they seen this nation today. I don’t know what’s worse - the Reign of Terror in France or this slow rapage by the compassionate conservatives of America.
The constitution of the United States of America, a document born to give people rights is going to take them away from people under this administration. Congress = majority Republican. Executive branch - Republican. Supreme Court - Conservative. Checks and balances? Who needs that shit? This is the dictatorship of Dubya. How can you possibly export democracy overseas when you have no concept of it yourself?
And the worst part about all this is, that you and I, my non-Bush voting friends will bitch and whine about how this so-called election turned out but the sad reality of our lives is that we’re not going to do anything. Tomorrow, I’m going to wake up, get dressed, and go to my dirty hippie English major classes. Tomorrow, I’m going to live my life the same way I did yesterday. What’s worse is that there is nothing we can do…we’re on a freight train to hell.
Senator Tom Daschle (D - SD) lost his seat - the minority leader lost his seat….what does that say about the democratic party?
To those of you who voted for Bush this time around, I don’t know how you people, in good conscience, live with yourselves. How do you wake up in the morning and see look at yourself in the mirror knowing that you put a man in power, who has unjustifiable waged a war in two different countries? How can you live with yourself knowing that your chosen president had the audacity to call his attack on a soverign nation “Shock & Awe”…what is this? fucking battleship? The disgust I have for you today and that I will have you for always is that none of you have the balls to put your money where your mouth is…I’ve said this once before and I’ll say it again…all of you that love Bush so fucking much and you agree with his policies so much…I wanna see your ass go down and register and pack your bags and go fight this fucking war you so firmly believe in. You’re all fucking pussies, laying around in your luxuries, getting fat off daddy’s money.
I’m not saying Democrats don’t kill people but Bush and his actions…if you can see any kind of intelligent reason…please explain it to me because I’m dying to make sense of this…I’m trying so hard to believe that people are not that fucked up.
I’m open minded and I’m willing to listen so please give me any intelligent explanation you can offer…
