Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Wednesday is Bright

Except for a small fall this morning, today is looking bright.

The word is: autonomous.

"Functioning independently of other components or systems; self-governing or self-controlling; possessing virtually complete closure in normal operation."

Yep -- that'll do it.

So I now have a rock in my hands with what appear to be precious gems inside. I need to extract those gems, examine then and determine their potential value, and then polish.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Tuesday for Iran

Read Seymoure Hersh's new article in The New Yorker and keep your eyes peeled and your ears open.

http://www.newyorker.com/fact/content/articles/061127fa_fact

Monday, November 20, 2006

Monday: Public vs Private

I have a private journal which is hand-written in a spiral notebook and then I have this public journal.

Two sides of the same coin? Alter-egos? Two different personas?

All of the above.

I Mark Meanings is who I've chosen to be, instead of what was chosen for me by idiots who never knew Me. The private journal is a mish-mash of me & Me, with Me struggling to get out. The public journal is hopefully Me.

Food. Not enough food around here. Need to grow some more. Clean up, aerate, plant, water, grow, harvest, eat, put it back and start again.

Standing in the middle of nowhere, Wondering how to begin. Lost between tomorrow and yesterday, Between now and then. And now we're back where we started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say I better do it again. Where are all the people going? Round and round till we reach the end. One day leading to another, Get up, go out, do it again. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Back where you started, Come on do it again. And you think today is going to be better, Change the world and do it again. Give it all up and start all over, You say you will but you don't know when. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say Come on do it again. The days go by and you wish you were a different guy, Different friends and a new set of clothes. You make alterations and affect a new pose, A new house, a new car, a new job, a new nose. But it's superficial and it's only skin deep, Because the voices in your head keep shouting in your sleep. Get back, get back. Back where you started, here we go round again, Back where you started, come on do it again. Back where you started, here we go round again, Day after day I get up and I say, do it again. Do it again. Day after day I get up and I say, come on do it again.

Ah -- solar energy.

Watched most of 'Full Metal Jacket' last night. An emotionally strong film, which is why I like it so much. No bullshit. No 'maybe'. Kubrick is the best movie director/producer that ever lived.