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Circa Me: I am the Tintin
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Wednesday, June 4, 2014. I am the Tintin. You came from Brussels. You lived with keys, keys to my places, keys to other’s places. Of course, you are the detective; there are no locks for you. And then there was the more grotesque death in store for you. What was worse was me dragging you around even after you died. I dragged your weight around. I didn’t feel the weight of you around my shoulders like an albatross but I smelt the weight of it. Did you leave like Herge left Tintin and Alph Art? Why is it so.
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Circa Me: Another shirt
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Sunday, March 2, 2014. So much detail. But not like the detailed lines on your palm. There is no quirk, no surprise to this detail. It looks like a regular product post the Industrial Revolution. Mass produced- the same shirt with the same little 'shells'. Episodic, repetitive. Indistinguishable. Excelling in its quality for it's uniformity. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Songs stuck in my head. The Gatsby song- young and beautiful. The Chicago musical's beginning. Tomato s...
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Circa Me: An Open Letter
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Tuesday, January 21, 2014. You left me with a gift I cannot thank you enough for. Also, you left me with inspiration to write and I am so thankful to you for it. I want to write to you about my Russian experiences. The most significant of them. My Russian association began with this story book: In the land of sunbeam bunnies. On a sudden trip- me and my boss suddenly decided to go to a city I had always wanted to visit and study TRIZ (. Теория решения изобретательских задач. I met you in the port town of...
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Circa Me: I'm still here
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Friday, July 26, 2013. It surprises me, that i am still here. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Songs stuck in my head. The Gatsby song- young and beautiful. The Chicago musical's beginning. Welche Farbe hat die Welt. Shelter from the storm. Woofer and amplifier shit! Saat samundar paar main tere. Your heart is an empty room. Hor vi neevan ho. The irritating blackberry boys jingle. Some words that stuck. Need a new word. What is the hurry. Where to from here now. Why is it so.
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Circa Me: The Header
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Saturday, September 1, 2012. The header is a collage of Felix Vallotton's woodcuts. How did I discover Felix Vallotton? Well, I did. Here is another woodcut, not from the collection in the header- The Assassin. I love the drama in this image. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Songs stuck in my head. The Gatsby song- young and beautiful. The Chicago musical's beginning. Welche Farbe hat die Welt. Shelter from the storm. Woofer and amplifier shit! Saat samundar paar main tere.
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Circa Me: 5 Questions with 5 easy answers for that man
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Sunday, October 26, 2014. 5 Questions with 5 easy answers for that man. What do I write for a man like that? How do you celebrate a man like that? How do you mourn a loss like that? What will I say today to a man like that? How do I live without a man like that? Never ceasing the celebration. Never letting the mourning surpass the celebration. Never let me go. Never a day without him. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Songs stuck in my head. The Gatsby song- young and beautiful.
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Circa Me: Say it, Say it, Say it
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Thursday, December 8, 2011. Say it, Say it, Say it. When my computer says 'This may take several minutes', it means it. May 6, 2012 at 12:47 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Songs stuck in my head. The Gatsby song- young and beautiful. The Chicago musical's beginning. Welche Farbe hat die Welt. Shelter from the storm. Woofer and amplifier shit! Saat samundar paar main tere. Your heart is an empty room. Hor vi neevan ho. The irritating blackberry boys jingle. Why is it so.
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Circa Me: The can was fluorescent green
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Friday, September 9, 2011. The can was fluorescent green. I picked it off my friend’s shelf. The can was fluorescent green. I didn't expect much from it, "Just don't let me stink". I sprayed it, it seemed ok and then I busied myself with exiting the place. I picked up my bag, found my hairclip, dusted my shoes and slipped into the long drive to work. In office, as it sat down beside me, I asked the Smell- "Where are you from? Perhaps" "You think I am a homely feminine smell? September 18, 2011 at 7:43 PM.
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Circa Me: He is there
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012. I see him playing a keyboard in the corner of the big white room as I lead my life. The notes are interspersed with his laughter, that strange guttural sound he makes. I also keep hearing him say ‘Jasmine’. And weighed breaths. He lurks in the corner, never stops playing, never comes to claim the spotlight. Sometimes I turn around to check if he is there. He plays the same tunes, interrupts with the same laughter and calls my name the same way. March 20, 2013 at 12:53 AM. Tomato ...
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Circa Me: Parasites
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Saturday, March 28, 2015. I am walking through his plants and I find a Bonsai and a Croton sharing a little piece of potted land. He really thought everything can co-exist, didn't he? When his creepers would spill over to even his Aero Kerias he wouldn't stop them. All this knowing he had been battling parasites sharing his body's resources for years. Perhaps knowing he would finally get consumed by the appetite of another. March 29, 2015 at 5:50 PM. This comment has been removed by the author. The work ...
