Saturday, January 11, 2003

Head above ground now, dirt and mud is so much smaller than the limitless sky.

Wednesday, January 08, 2003

Bryan,

Keep up the good work.

Harrison.

Tuesday, January 07, 2003



Ironically, Tom Green is one of two television personalitlies I actually admire, the other being Michael Moore. Jackass can't hold a flame.
Speaking in tongues with internet stuck through head. Maybe if all the blogs speak in a broken, Joyce-esque poetic code, people will think we're brilliant.

Ah, broken corridors and my foot hurts like Bowie in a cold rain. Comply comply and heart will spiral on.
I feel a consistent obligation to create. "You should be reading something, listening to something, writing something, creating something, meditating, anything but sitting around on your ass talking to people." Gets so frustrating. It's usually not even creative inspiration, it's just a drive to try to self-improve. The desire to see eye to eye with twenty year olds isn't detrimental, in fact it's been quite helpful in helping me mature, I just feel like I need to create little macro-universes on a page or a screen somewhere and it pisses me off sometimes.

Of course, maybe I'm afraid of my own potential. This happen to anyone else?
If you stand out in a crowd, I want to hear from you. Drop me a line (the hook is optional) at wiggleforce@aol.com

Sunday, January 05, 2003

Two parts blind love, one part reproach. That's the way to take it.

Friday, December 27, 2002


Two horrifying people.
Why is it that Radiohead always makes me feel claustrophobic? I bought OK Computer and Kid A after Christmas and whenever I listen to them I feel aggrevated that music as despondent and nihilistic as this is so tremendously popular. People everywhere absorb this image of a pale, lost little man floundering with an overwhelmingly greedy and materialistic society and they start do don that very persona. So in the end, instead of pointing out our ills to us, they've just created a sense of hopelessness, like there's some long, dark tunnel filled with monsters that we have to run through with no possibility of coming out on the other side. Maybe that's the case, but meditating on it just makes it seem all the more inevitable.

I like Radiohead in small doses. It's the musical embodiment of a large part of myself; someone who feels crushed by all this expectation to hold the population of Earth on their shoulders, but I also think music can challenge the system without crying. Hence the other pole, The Clash. Total disgust for beaurocracy with a militant cry of optimism. A fighting attitude. This is the kind of thing that changes society for the better. Here's to you, Strummer.

Tuesday, December 24, 2002

Jesus H. Christ, just spent the better part of my day (like six hours) playing Super Ghouls n' Ghosts, a stupid aborted fucking shit fuck of a game that I want to punch. Premise: you are King Arthur, super sexy knight who dies in two hits. King Arthur must fight the entire undead legion (all sixteen plus levels of them) to save his princess who was too stupid to tell you about this goddamned thing called the "Goddess Bracelet" early in the game. Each of the sixteen levels takes a minimum of ten tries to beat, sometimes more like fifty, and then after spending just under an hour on the first to last level, "oops, sorry, you have to play the entire game over again on a higher difficulty to find my damn jewelry! Have fun!"

Yaaaaaaaaaaar! Damn you, Super Nintendo!!

Saturday, December 21, 2002

So what you're saying...is that music is just a series of sounds and words designed to entertain you? Ooooooh.

Thursday, December 19, 2002

http://www.thetruthforyouth.com/standard/main.htm

The truth about removing your humanity.

Tuesday, December 17, 2002

Like a soda bubble and all the feelings it brings to mind.
Psst, Valentin, there are no concrete rules of social conduct. Test the water before you jump in.

Monday, December 16, 2002

Right, well, some things have been sorted out so all I need to do now is try to make amends with a few of Miki's friends. So I'll start by saying I'm sorry and I hope I haven't fallen too out of favor.
What an imperfect day for a rainstorm. Rain, rain, go away, I have a feeling you're here to stay.

The hardship isn't an enduring quality anymore, and all my labors seem to wind up in blustery days. The world certainly stops in a blink of an eye. My eye at least. I had to eat that white dove. It sure as hell isn't getting out of my sight again.

Friday, December 13, 2002

Unfortunately, they cannot hear the music you are playing in your head. Oh well. Here's to the movies.
"Love You 'Till the End" by The Pogues has become my favorite song for secret reasons which I will never tell.

Sunday, December 08, 2002

Lately I've been heavily contemplating my exit from society. I don't know what options Scripps offers, but I've been wanting more and more to find a legally-sanctioned way of not going to school. I heard somewhere that there's some thing where you get your week's homework every monday and you turn it in completed the next week, which would be nice, but it also might get awfully lonely. Here's my reasoning for this change:

1. Compulsory schooling is the basis for a culture (our culture) that is ruthless, feckless and greedy. It takes you at a young, impressionable age and teaches you to be subservient, defeatist office worker. It disrupts every natural learning process and basically puts cages around your mental abilities. Pick up a copy of Dumbing Us Down by John Taylor Gatto.

2. The pacing. I don't need to be pulled around by bells anymore. I wake up every morning at 5:50, which doesn't help my mood. The bleak, uncaring atmosphere and the regimentation of it all make it seem more like a penal facility than a place of learning. It's needlessly exhausting and is really taxing my mental health.

3. I want time to develop my personal interests, and in the process, myself. At this age, it is crucial to try and explore yourself, because you're finally able to make some semblance of the world and how you view it and the people in it now will effect your opinions for a long time. I know your personality is constantly changing and under attack throughout your entire life, but I can't afford to have eight or nine hours of my time as a child eaten up by this monster determined to break my spirit. I've recently discovered a love for film in myself that I never noticed before, and I'm considering a career as a director. Naturally I'd like to devote some time to exploring this option, but with so much homework I don't really have enough time to give the notion the treatment it deserves.

4. School was founded as a means of social programming. It is meant to make children obedient and submissive for easy control, even when they're adults. It is also designed to break existing family bonds. "If we use schooling to break children away from parents--and make no mistake, that has been the central function of schools since John Cotton announced it as the purpose of the Bay Colony schools in 1650 and Horace Mann announced it as the purpose of Massachusetts schoos in 1850 - we're going to continue to have the horror show we have right now." (Gatto, 37)

5. The average mental capacity of a homeschooled child is five to ten years more advanced than that of one who has been publicly schooled. Consider that.

In a nutshell.