Sunday, July 23, 2006

Can any of you direct me to a Nietzsche quote? I don't know what book it is from but the ole' boy in his syphilitic state says something like, “What is my foot for? To kick the chair of the truthsayer!” Does this ring any bells? Can someone help? My google-fu has failed me on this one.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Alley Violinist
Robert Lax

if you were an alley violinist

and they threw you money
from three windows

and the first note contained
a nickel and said,
when you play, we dance
and sing, signed a very poor family.

and the second one contained
a dime and said
i like your playing very much,
signed a sick old lady.

and the last one contained
a dollar and said,
beat it,

would you:

stand there and play?

beat it?

walk away playing your fiddle?

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I was walking behind a couple on my way home from work. My mind was occupied with one of the thousands of inanities that it is privy to during its daily wakeful state. I watched without reflection the hand of the girl open fully as it swung by her side. In an automatic reaction like a plant sensitive to touch, the boy’s hand did the same and when the two extremities met they folded together. Each finger immediately settled into the crook of the other’s. Both did this without prompting or recognition of the activity. When I witnessed this, I snapped out of my revelry and acknowledged the small act of two humans at their most beautiful.