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[concretekiss]

"We talk about being able 'to control ourselves,' but self-control is a rare and remarkable virtue. We may think we have ourselves under control; yet a friend can easily tell us things about ourselves of which we have no knowledge." - Jung

What is it about time-lapsed cloud movement that tears me apart?

The vampire bat drinks blood, yes, though moves so slowly and carefully that his prey, often a sleeping cow, never notices it is being accessed.

No one would save up to have a surgery to unnecessarily remove a lung, in order to disable himself, though many people use large portions of their paychecks to facilitate a habit that leads to a similar outcome.

There are those at the pool who dive in without testing the temperature, like myself, while others gradually submerge, growing accustomed to the water as they descend the steps, prolonging the inevitable.

A film trick in comedy is to speed up the scene, in turn making the characters seem more delirious and chaotic.

Often disasters are recalled in slow motion; an expensive vase shattering, a car spinning out of control on black ice. Timing is everything.

I ridiculously try to piece things together, force them to make sense, but they sit as comfortably as Barbie on her motorcycle.

Fools rush in. Life is too short. Stop to smell yr rosebuds while ye may. Patience is a virtue. Carpe the diem while the iron is hot.

And what constitutes carpeing the diem? If it is silently and harshly judging people from the window of my ratty Toyota, then I have done so today in the back-to-school traffic. Shopping class supplies and new shoes. A's feet are now bigger than mine. He is so proud. Keep growing child, o, the errands I have in store for you.

An industrious and semi-relaxing weekend. There was an arresting movie at the Paramount, running around a fountain, climbing on stuff, skipping down Congress, many laundries and a quick and chatterly visit to a long lost friend who's next door neighbor's new baby tried three time to nurse from me, twice waiting for a few seconds and then lunging at a breast as though she could catch me unawares. I have a counter move, where I turn and give her my shoulder instead. She furrows her brow, foiled again. Breastfed babies got no pride.

My littles sleep now, their clothes laid out for tomorrow. The apartment is rarely clean, my book is delicious, and the wine is well deserved. Praise be.

Comments

[cowboyjesus.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing that the time lapse clouds effect is something akin to perceptual shock. Moving so slowly one can't perceive it being as alive as it looks in time lapse.

There was a thing on "The Infinite Mind" a while back about people who have severe perceptual disorders regarding time. You ought to give it a listen if you get a chance.

I think it's just being extra sensitive. You have a cross sensory translative capacity. Lots of good poets and artists have it.
Van Gogh for example.

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

Vampire bats do pretty well at gleaning from sleeping
humans, too.

I saw somebody the other night calling those cigarette
girls on 6th Street "cancer faeries".

i like this post

[quiet-flame.livejournal.com]

SO jealous of your clean apartment and delicious book. That's my favorite.

I am a hesitant water-descender, not a jumper. That is probably why you are awesome and I am a petrified monkey turd.

[tuckova.livejournal.com]

They would save up for the surgery maybe if it made them look cool to only have one lung, or if they considered it a noble form of suicide, or if they had extraordinarily fidgety hands.

I'm thinking of quitting, which would make it the first thing I quit that I really enjoy, but I'm starting to feel kind of stupid for spending increasing sums of money because I think twiddling my thumbs in a pub is dorky.

What is your delicious book?

what a man said to me when he saw me hiding in the bushes with my father's Salem Lights

[lowhumcrush.livejournal.com]

"don't smoke, lil fire breather."


Piper is 5'8 and has a size 11 shoe. She is twelve.
I don't think I can beat her up for much longer.

Jung is magic. And so are yr boobs.

[euqort.livejournal.com]

Breastfed babies got no pride.

that whole section had me snorting with laughter

I quit smoking 3 years ago July 14. I am proud of us.

Menopause + quitting smoking The gain can be tremendous

[clsisold.livejournal.com]

I quit smoking a little over 4 years ago, I had smoked for 44 years, when I quit I was smoking no less than 2 and a half packs a day. I'm not sure why but I was able to just quit, possibly because the benefits were immediate; waking up the next morning without a cough, without a headache, no sinus problems. When Jennifer was here last month she smoked and I was surprised that I had no problem with it (that is if you don't count my sinuses hurting, my head aching and my coughing all the time). Not wanting one of her cigarettes might have had to do with her smoking a crappy brand.

Although I had smoked for a hell of a long time and quickly went through a pack of cigarettes, a lot of my cigarettes would just burn out in the ashtray because of needing my hands free for typing or sewing or painting or drawing or just plain handiwork then I got a Sega Genesis and learned to smoke a cigarette by just letting it dangle between my lips which freed up my hands for the game paddle and frequently put my non-smoking opponent at a disadvantage. Well, it was probably an equal mix of that and the fact that he was 7 years old.

[browniegirl322.livejournal.com]

i like your peechur. and you too.

[donttouchmyhat.livejournal.com]

Breastfed babies got no pride

Lyle represent!

[sofarfrom78.livejournal.com]

I love when you write like this.

That quote is so true about friends telling us things about ourselves that we don't even have knowledge of (think of my shock when Shawn told me that I lock the doors like a maniac and that I can't go anywhere alone. Seriously, I never noticed these things!)

Did your little ones (wait! one little one and one big one) have a good day at school?? Zye started his first day, too, and of course the bus was late and the mosquitoes were vicious. Fortunately, they started a new program here where all kids get a free breakfast in the classroom, which rocks (but not so much for Zye, who complained that the school's idea of breakfast is Bran Flakes. Ha!). I was so sad to send him off on the bus this morning!! :(