Kilroy speaks the Truth!

I don't really like the banner I've made. It was quickly thrown together and isn't as pretty as the ones before it. Also there's another single-tree picture I took that I like a lot more. Maybe that'll become something.

So...I don't much feel like rambling about my life to nobody/posterity lately. Why is that? Obviously I felt compelled to do it for a very long time. I think the main motivation is because I want somebody to Internet stalk me. That, or it is sort of an enjoyable exercise, so if I get into the habit of doing it, I do it.


That doesn't happen often.


So....life. I love a lot of people, get jealous a lot, and sometimes consider myself undeserving of the absolutely wonderful thing in my life which is Kyle. He is so dear.

Um...I play Magic: the Gathering, sorta? Also Lusternia, and various Warhammer 40,000 campaigns.

I recently moved into a wonderful new apartment. It's wonderful because I'm living only with people whose company I really have enjoyed consistantly, and I get my own bathroom that isn't scary as fuck. It's nice.

At times, recently, it looks like I'm improving my health. We'll see how that goes.

More and more I want to start writing the long line of stories that are shut up in my head.

I'm interested in knowing what people consider to be "the most beautiful thing," just out of everything which is or does. I think I will ask more and more people about this.

Well, there you go.


Fun fact: I have put my hand in a moose's nose. No, no. It was taxidermied.

I did it.

I took my annual picture-that-happens-to-include-a-single-tree. As per tradition, it is now my banner.

Brilliantly.

"How are you?"

I hate that question. At some point I realized...it's not as though I'm important enough that my state of being will have any impact on anything. Or maybe external import isn't the issue. Maybe state of being really is meaningful for some people, and indicates significant shifts in their world. Not me, though. I am so moved so often that changes in location hardly make a difference. Transience, baby. I carry with me every "how" I've ever been. I've spent my life watching the interplay of experience, and spent my life imprinting myself with it.

Everything is, and I am.

I am. I am an amalgam of the whole, of every felt or witnessed, suspected and known, feared or loved, and shunned and embraced that the wind has ever carried by. So it hardly matters which I am right now, because I'm brimming with all the rest. I've known every - or will have soon enough, and haven't forgotten a single one. My now is just a snapshot of the brilliant whole.

So how am I?

Brilliantly.



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[One day I'll make this a poem]

Letters to Myself

Every so often, while I muse, I come up with some idea I think is perfect and beautiful, and which I'm bound to forget. To preserve it, I text myself an email with some key reminder phrase. Sometimes I look them over, and remember a lot of things I had forgotten. I did that tonight, and I will share the full list here, old to new. Some of them I remember, and some of them will just have to lead me somewhere new without any clue as to their origin.

For the curious: where applicable, the date links to a blog post made that day.

3.19.11 - I wish I could make you laugh like him.
5.10.11 - Cities have sewers.
6.15.11 - They were loading up what looked like a green gym locker.
7.24.11 - How much is a year?
8.1.11 - Let's get human.
8.3.11 - We so desperately need illusion.
8.19.11 - I made it bittersweet in order to appreciate what I have for only a little while more.
9.30.11 - How do you get lost in a moment in time?
12.22.11 - On the night when...
1.6.12 - As we exited the diner...
2.20.12 - Seasons and the black-haired Shawn.
3.1.12 - It isn't love or... or peace, but rather what will lend itself to these.
4.15.12 - Asking so loudly there was no way to hear a reply.
4.19.12 - I had bolder confusions then.
4.24.12 - But I looked out the window, and it felt as though a hitherto unnoticeable cast of grime just melted away.
5.16.12 - I failed this gameshow.
5.17.12 - Maybe it's because on our coldest, or most vulnerable days, we need the speed of distance from others.
5.19.12 - Every piece of the food was touched.
5.21.12 - A pithy, specific antithesis.
5.25.12 - Ink and Eyes.
5.27.12 - I took some reprise within the shell, but the automaton automatoned, and you see before you.
6.4.12 - There is a broad circle of things that make sense only because we don't question them. War. Religion. Acceptance.
6.6.12 - You remain dutiful. We remain beautiful.
9.1.12 - Alone in the dark with the rainfall and a box of keys.
9.6.12 - All I do is immense (the verb)

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Tonight I lay below the open sky on a blanket with some of my closest friends, talking and laughing and watching shooting stars fly past in awe.

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The Author's dead

Wow, so hi.

I'm in Maryland - have been for a month. It's great spending time with Kyle, because he's awesome. We'll be here until the close of August. In the meantime, we had the traditional camping trip, which proved great (and included the awesome erecting of a tarp - there was shimmying). As well, I went to a God's meet for Lusternia in D.C., where I ended up winning 1,000 credits because I dressed up and did this. That was nice. Currently, Kyle and I have the house to ourselves, during which time we're largely naked. Also, I hope to finally have a license by the close of the summer.

In other news....I dunno, man. There's never any news, or it's all so much idle chatter it's hardly worth putting out there.

Last night I had a few dreams I could remember. They got me thinking about some things I used to really value thinking about - and still do. I'm glad I got the refresher. Honestly I think so much time with Kyle is impacting my regular lines of thought and behavior. I suppose that's to be expected.

-whistles idly-

So life has been nice. I'm finally doing English justice, but slipping in Spanish. Whatever; I'll live.

So I've been playing a ton of Lusternia, and some nice things have happened. I won ownership of a neat inn, with which I've been having a ball and for which I have big, hopeful plans. We'll see how things go.

I've begun going to Specialty's each morning around 6:30 (after sleeping at 2 PM and waking up at midnightish), and having a large white chocolate mocha.

In a couple weeks, Kyle and I both will bus across the country to dear ol' Maryland, where we'll be for some part or all of the summer. It'll be nice.


So that's my long-overdue update. Hope things are well.