Sometimes I see someone with a certain head shape and become very conscious of their skull moving around beneath their flesh. What strange bags of meat and bone we are. Everything that makes you you, is electricity flashing in a few pounds of water and fat, balancing precariously on a pedestal of collagen and calcium. …
weekend?
What if instead of working 5 days, then having two days off, we worked five years, then had two years off? Or maybe, five lives then two lives of luxury. I hope this is my friday life, and I'm reborn rich or powerful and can spend all my time reading, thinking, and creating. Though if …
Garden writing
I've done a moderate amount of writing during this vacation trip. Sitting outside, with trees and plants in the garden nearby is most conducive to my creativity, I've found. Something about having life and nature nearby inspires more ideas in my head than bland office walls and florescent lights. Thunder rumbling, rain clattering, wind hissing …
Life
Is always getting in the way of living. What do you want to do with your life? I'm sure whatever it is it's impeded by your job, your house, your responsibilities of all kinds. Being able to live the dream of what you really want to do might take stripping away everything else from your …
Real life
I'm having trouble concentrating on the fictional worlds I create, when the real one I live in is in such turmoil. It's hard not to think 'what's the point?' Who care's what happens to a pretend person I made up when there are real people in trouble everywhere? But we can't all do everything. That's …
Jonas David 