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"[...]a vessel cleaving the dungeon of the waves[...]"
You're Love in the Time of Cholera!
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Like Odysseus in a work of Homer, you demonstrate undying loyalty by
sleeping with as many people as you possibly can. But in your heart you never give
consent! This creates a strange quandary of what love really means to you. On the
one hand, you've loved the same person your whole life, but on the other, your actions
barely speak to this fact. Whatever you do, stick to bottled water. The other stuff
could get you killed.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Never miss a word
You're Infinite Jest!
by David Foster Wallace
While you1 consider yourself2 to be clever,
there are those3 who think you're just full of yourself or, perhaps worse,
playing a joke4 on everyone around you, and yet you are pretty sure that
you really are that brilliant after all, since people would hardly take the time to
get to know you5 if they didn't care very deeply about what you had to
say to them, to wit, about their lives, their hopes, their dreams, their fears, their
drug habits, and of course what videos6 they prefer to watch, since,
after all, your impressive vocabulary and tendency to go on and on7 makes
you seem superior, able to educate them, and really drive a sense of something
ineffable into their measly little skulls while you are not above making a cheap
gag or really going after anyone or anything or telling them about incredible
futures involving tennis, geopolitics, and
1Meaning you personally, not someone like you or your own
personal daddy, for example.
2As well as you can see yourself, which, frankly, may not be that well.
3Though we wouldn't deign to be so peripatetic as to name them here, mind.
4Jokes, though not common in Victorian England, were known to originate
sometime in ancient history, perhaps as early as the time of Babylon, or even before.
It is thought that the history of the joke plays an integral role in the mindset of
the characters depicted here, though you may disagree at this point, in which case I
am facing quite the dilemma in relaying this narrative, no?
5It is rather time consuming, after all.
6Ha!
7and on and on and on...
Take the Book Quiz II
at the Blue Pyramid.
You're The Metamorphosis!
by Franz Kafka
Though you think you're in the midst of a dream, the fact of the
matter is that your life has become a nightmare. The nightmare at first seems
horrific to you, but you are slowly able to adjust to the facts of the matter
and settle down and make do with what you've been given. There are those that
would say you're pointless and absurd, but you're really just trying to
demonstrate that people can (and do) adapt to anything, no matter how absurd
it is. Not that this will really inspire them to change, because they probably
don't understand.
Take the Book Quiz II
at the Blue Pyramid.
About Me
- Σφιγξ
- possesses wholly unmerited academic pretensions; examines love as an entomologist; collects haunted dollshouses; notes the lunar phase as regularly as the temperature; peruses field guides; reads like a serial magazine subscriptionist; functions through coffee and "mood" music; draws to the very corners of the page; takes notes on unlined paper; reads poetry as prayer; observes textual authority with the incredulity of fiction; suppresses the smart-ass answer(s); adapts as well as anyone beseiged by her own bibelots; she is a sensation seeker in spite of all of this.
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Lotte Lenya?
The cartoons in the New Yorker are fabulous!
https://schabrieres.wordpress.com/2019/07/10/muriel-rukeyser-la-route/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NqGQIO2m3YQ
Ha. "The First Six Months of Love" is very deadpan and funny, "before you open your big mouth" and such. The big mouth is usually me with misplaced candor.
This is why I acknowledge that I need God in my life, in a very ritualized and depth-focused way. You can have everything, and then not realize and maintain the blessings that you have. One has to be indoctrinated, somewhat, not to behave worse than an animal.
https://books.google.com/books?id=6ep5EAAAQBAJ&pg=PP32&dq=letter+peh+hebrew+mouth&hl=en&newbks=1&newbks_redir=0&source=gb_mobile_search&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiwx5vTqbmGAxV_EFkFHUgZCH8Q6AF6BAgGEAM#v=onepage&q=letter%20peh%20hebrew%20mouth&f=false
Thank you, for reminding me to be grateful. I am healthy, and I have a semblance of economic stability. I am always trying to evolve and maximalize every aspect of my life.
Exercise 91.
https://youtu.be/aPdU_-g198k?si=D4Vxq03Njad_o0EQ&t=7257
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpZOlJOcIZw
https://youtu.be/Q4Q0WXBH0HM?si=dGhFXU6dKKYLF9gB&t=1947
"Who are you? ... Whose are you?" This provocation reminds me today of an early childhood experience when I was first walking. The father in my household did not want to hold my hand when crossing the street. I asked my grandmother why this was the case, and she said, I will hold your hand. Do not take it personally.
https://kami.app/Wx4-Nsr-NJv-sJx
https://kami.app/17K-GEk-WUk-Fjh
It was fascinating to watch the test-tube children of an older couple at the Smith Mountain lido. They gravitated immediately to my brother and his children; particularly to him, like they were starved for male interaction. He was nice to the little girls, but Elevendy is often not a great playmate because she wants all of her father's attention, then she started chasing the mallard ducks.
Atticus wore his floatation vest and cried in the water the entire time.
The luteal phase and post-ovulation, estrogen cliff drop (I literally fell off a lateritic shelf near the lake yesterday and scraped a knee) just affected me. When I go for a time without the change; I think I have hacked the system, but I have not.
I found the book I should be reading today, horizontal and exhausted.
https://www.google.com/books/edition/Sweet_Caress/76TDCQAAQBAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=Sweet%20Caress%20Boyd%20%22lido%22&pg=PT32&printsec=frontcover
I thought about this, today. Elevendy went to Caroline's birthday party. I was going to pay for her to go in June to 4H camp, and then suggest to Keith that Caroline's family arrange for to go.
https://youtu.be/bLSjLNyYvUw?si=Blo--z7EOpt4bD2T
I was reading an article about Jews at the zoo during Chol Hamoed. I remember being taken everywhere during breaks by my parents.
This is how I fear Madelyn will turn out:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6IQz76vBy0
Unlike Siena, Madelyn's mother constantly undermines the efforts of our family. I struggle to sit down and read to her, in which case I promise her money if she just sits and listens to ten books, when her mother is in the background saying she doesn't have to do it.
My regrets with my brother's children are that they are physically present, but I cannot interact or gain satisfaction in their growth in any way.
I am at peace since I have gotten over that realization that half of my life is over, and I do not have children. I did not have the merit to have children. I had to come back to rectify what happened before this life. The task is to keep searching and fixing what that is.
There is a baby shower at work Friday, and I am going to bring the promised cake, gift card, and fruit tray late Thursday to put in the fridge, and then call out. Not coming for that.
One periodically looks at the dimensions of rooms and compositions of people in an effort to remember them, as if for the last time, and one is not coming back.
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