Alright
i’m having a party at my place on Saturday October 11th.
it’s a day-time party
come over anytime after 2pm
til midnight or so
bring some food
it will be about music
sitting around
filling my house with people
talking
warming…
if you’re in the area and want to come
email me and i can give you the address/directions
dominicvine at gmail
the most i’ve had at my house so far has been six people
i’m looking forward to having more
come, ye
come ye!
worked on a psychiatrist tonight
i said “oh, you’re a doctor? of what?”
he said “of the mind”
and i kept thinking of that
coz his body was so tense
and obviously not well lived in
of the mind…
and i thought of yoga, buddhists
meditation…
it’s like playing sudoku
sometimes i just get the Feeling that a number should go somewhere
but it’s not logical
that game is just a game of logic
but i’ve long since given up using logic as my only tool
and playing by the rules
so am i right or am i wrong?
but i go by instincts so much. . .
and illness of the mind
can you fix them from inside the mind?
isn’t it like treating the illness with the same poison?
i thought of the days i was worried about being crazy
made histemic these last few days from an “old friend” repeatedly referring to me as “off” “crazy” “nutz-o”
the way i solved my problems of the mind was stop feeding them
get out of the mind
and be in the body
the mind comes to quiet
don’t try to force the bulges of the mind back into shape
just don’t feed them
live in the present
and let them die off…
…i’ve said
many times this week
about the stress in people’s bodies:
“that stress in your shoulders, that tension is you holding onto stress that happens through your days:
work that needs to be done, the numbers, the fabric, the boss yelling at you: whatever. but your paycheck is not meant to be a payment for lease of your body: when you’re at work you should deal with those stresses, when you leave you should let them go, let them die. shake it off like a dog. those concerns are always Right Here when you need them… otherwise, they don’t need to be in your body, your mind.”
present.
talk about being present…
i finished the RFD survey
http://www.rfdmag.org/survey
i’d been fiddling with it half heartedly for weeks
only friday, rushing to get it done, did i figure out that there was some user-setting that made it impossible for me to actually do it (rich-text editing turned on so i couldn’t edit the HTML code properly and no way for me to turn it off) the Admin fixed it for me and i hammered it out today.
i sent out an email to everyone as i was working on it
no one responded.
was anyone paying attention?
did anyone care?
does anyone care?
does it matter?
it’s clunky
and
like everything else i feel about RFD
: unimportant.
but i keep waiting to get proven wrong
i’m always waiting for that
an old friend said that technique would never work
just make the change myself
where’s that switch?
a friend called me today
with some other guy on the phone that i’d met at a few faery gatherings
one of those guys i thought was super hot
but never did anything sexually with
whatever reason
but we were on a three-way call
identifying ourselves to eachother
and one thing led to another
talking about incredibly sexy, furry, butch F2Ms
when he mentioned this story
“i had sex with this guy who was a real-life hermaphrodite
one testicle and one ovary
a mirco-phallus
half-formed vagina, a simple fold for a labia
apparently he’d been married to a woman for 20 years and she didn’t know he was a hermaphrodite
in some parts of america they never look below the sheets…”
golly
people are so stupid
i mean
as a People
we’ve managed to have at least 2000 years of recorded history
(not to mention asian histories, which “we’re” only a fringe of at this point, though many of “us” fear that we’ll be swallowed by their story, which wouldn’t be horrific as far as i’m concerned)
where we’ve learned nearly nothing
oh sure
we have digital watches and computers and fancy cars
but we’re always lying to ourselves
and those we love
and seeing how many people we can fuck over
blah blah blah
you know the horror of western civilization
and most people i know just never learn
they’re hardly there
they don’t pay attention
it does not inspire Life in me
however
i occasionally meet people who Learn
which astounds me
i mean
i count myself as Stupid, just like the rest of US
i’ve always hated arrogant artist fucks who believe they’re somehow in the elite
yet i am impressed when i meet people who appear to have actually learned from their mistakes
maybe they just have more charm than i
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I took this photo a week ago
but yesterday I saw a little girl getting out of a car
put a little floppy dog on the sidewalk
and I wished I was a Tyranasaurus Rex
so I could sweep my great jaws down
and gulp all the little dogs of New York down as I rushed through the
city
but I was in a rush and scurried on to the subway
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