Summoned some easy like sunday morning earlier and said hi to the guys selling "Newports. Newports. Packs and loosies."
My good morning beamed back to me tenfold from the warmed heart of the homeboy with a glistening apple cheeked smile and an appreciative nod to my W4th look.
So glad I had to courage to be nice.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Courage to be nice
Friday, February 16, 2007
Beauty Shmooty. Grandeur Blandeur
Beauty schmooty!! scoffs Hal Duncan. It's not about the universal grandeur of this or the ennobling glory of that. Your aesthetics are your business. They are the set of your own visceral responses to the stimuli of the world around you.
Those that elate you are just as much a part of your aesthetic as those that enrage you. Elate or enrage, "fight or fuck", you are a taste-making factory all your own.
So what? you say? Well, I'm not sure what other than I like having the conversation open to what we hate and not just what glorifies this priceless existence.
There is, as usual, so much more to this post (including the purpose of sentience and science experiements with angry monkeys), but I will not be tackling it now.
Those that elate you are just as much a part of your aesthetic as those that enrage you. Elate or enrage, "fight or fuck", you are a taste-making factory all your own.
So what? you say? Well, I'm not sure what other than I like having the conversation open to what we hate and not just what glorifies this priceless existence.
There is, as usual, so much more to this post (including the purpose of sentience and science experiements with angry monkeys), but I will not be tackling it now.
Accountability
I was recently asked how my blog was going.
Just as my cyber spirits lifted, "The Written Nerd's been reading me!", the hard facts burst through the shimmer, so gross and so familiar.
I punked out and joked that I was writing it in my head. This lame response was rightly and clearly noted as such. Off she and the conversation went like so many rolled eyes and fallen crests before.
Accountability is a beautiful thing really. Strong and simple, "Did you do what you said you would?" is always there to face squarely or slink away from. Always.
I must must must remember that the plain truth of what I've actually gotten done is the most accurate indication of who I am, far surpassing any to-do list, no matter how brilliant in scope or range or penmanship.
Integrity, honesty, and truth. The simple, the plain, and the uncluttered all beckon with the beauty of their strength.
"You will like it here. We are noble and unworried. No one at all can fuck with us."
Just as my cyber spirits lifted, "The Written Nerd's been reading me!", the hard facts burst through the shimmer, so gross and so familiar.
I punked out and joked that I was writing it in my head. This lame response was rightly and clearly noted as such. Off she and the conversation went like so many rolled eyes and fallen crests before.
Accountability is a beautiful thing really. Strong and simple, "Did you do what you said you would?" is always there to face squarely or slink away from. Always.
I must must must remember that the plain truth of what I've actually gotten done is the most accurate indication of who I am, far surpassing any to-do list, no matter how brilliant in scope or range or penmanship.
Integrity, honesty, and truth. The simple, the plain, and the uncluttered all beckon with the beauty of their strength.
"You will like it here. We are noble and unworried. No one at all can fuck with us."
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