January 2010
12 posts
“None of us knows enough about his own beauty”
—
Father Thomas Merchant {Kissing In Manhattan}, David Schickler
I couldn’t agree more.
Can't Forgive and Forget M1.0
Forgive & Forget
written by Charley Paige
produced by Grand Staff
Kitchen Adventures
Eating has always been a favorite pastime of mine, but I’ve only just started cooking about a month ago, and after that first golden loaf of bread I haven’t been able to stop! Baking was surprisingly easy, so I went through a phase where I was baking something sweet almost everyday, but since I’m really more of a savory girl I’ve been itching to test the salty waters. What better place to start than hot, creamy corn chowder? I know you must think I’m crazy, I’m down in the jungle, it’s 90º and we don’t have air conditioning. But, hey, I’m borderline sunburned and I really have no intention of going anywhere until at least after 2, so why not get my cook on? Chowder it is.
My first loaf of beer bread with goji berries!
I don't believe in pantyhose
I will not wear them here or there
I will not wear them anywhere
not even if they match my tan
I do not like them, Sam-I-am
I Want Your Soul
Charley Paige/Creek Devil
“I Want Your Soul” - M.D.G.
“She understood why it angered her when people spoke of life as One life. She became certain of myriad lives within herself. Her sense of time altered. She felt acutely and with grief, the shortness of life’s physical span. Death was terrifyingly near, and the journey towards it, vertiginous; but only when she considered the lives around her, accepting their time tables, clocks, measurements. Everything they did constricted time. They spoke of one birth, one childhood, one adolescence, one romance, one marriage, one maturity, one aging, one death, and then transmitted the monotonous cycle to their children. But Sabina, activated by the moonrays, felt germinating in her the power to extend time in the ramifications of a myriad of lives and loves, to expand the journey to infinity…The seeds of many lives, places, of many women in herself were fecundated by the moonrays because they came from that limitless night life which we usually perceive only in our dreams…In watching the moon she acquired the cetainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience.”
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Anais Nin, “A Spy in the House of Love”
This excerpt is one that has remained relevant for me. Through her protagonist, Sabina, Anais Nin shone a glaring light onto the restrictions and boundaries our society advocates. Doctrine that became law are now norms for life and love, perpetuated by each generation and, without which, our lives could have limitless possibilities. Instead, the necessary selfishness that is ever-joined with pursuing one’s own happiness is suppressed and many of us wind up with a dependable job, a dependable mate, and pretending to be happy in a painfully predictable life. The lucky ones have fallen completely into their delusions. But I, like Sabina, refuse to be one of these people and now, more than ever, I am determined to live by my own measurements. It’s actually quite overwhelming when you begin to think of all the things you could be doing if you were off the beaten path — the places you could live, trades you could learn, and all the fiery affairs you could have along the way. Of course there are problems with this as well, but if you had to choose?
