I watch movies rarely. I often wonder, when I do, how they find a way to affect me so much. Tears, moral sentiments, the feeling of being pulled in by images on a screen. I think they effectively mimic what my brain is doing when I cry, moralize, and feel pulled into my head. Movies, which of course were going to be the downfall of civilization when they were first proliferating, seem to be less potent when one is consuming more of them. But as when I take a few weeks off coffee and take an espresso shot, the feelings by volume increases when my external image metabolism is at it’s most unused.
It’s morning in June. I wonder about how much coffee I should drink today. I’m not in coffee metabolism shortage time, so I could have more. But perhaps instead I will write and write, and not take the time to sip the sauce. The train is passing through, honking, goose-like. One goose, in a flying lowercase “l”. Honk. Honk. Sets the dogs barking. The birds don’t seem to notice or mind. They have not been watching movies about trains.
Power is a lens that has set upon a pedestal weary for me. When looking through the power lens, even eating becomes fraught. And yet, it’s necessary to find the zoom levels that have meaning through the power lens. I find that overthinking things like power eventually opens me up to not think while being intuitively spontaneously engaged surrounded by a thing.
Aphorisms are as wordy as one ought to be.
All writing is the writing of a dictionary.
Trees are better at standing than people.
To go all the way is to go too far.
To do a thing again is to do something different.
One plus one is not math.
Water is the most human substance.
Humans are the least human animal.
If you can say it in one word, find a way to say it in ten. If you can say it in a hundred words, find a way to say it in ten.
I think listening to music is like being in the sun for me. I feel energized by the waves and particles. I can feel myself growing, becoming calmer. I can only do so much of it. It’s rare that I’ll remember a specific moment of either, but when I do, it means a lot and will be upstairs forever.
To hesitate is to be thoughtful, but to not decide is not to be.
Roman Ryan 