Wednesday:
"I die when you walk by..." (Magnetic Fields).
Sometimes it is best to just keep walking, perpetual motion keeps you safe from being hit. But that approach doesn't work at work s
o I am stuck for now, sitting pretty for her Oneness, "how high should I jump, your Oneness.." Looks like I'll have to go to Boston and help set her up in yet another happy home. It is so strange to see this madness up close, I feel sad and disgusted at the same time. It was oddly moving how someone went to so much trouble of putting personal touches on her horrible other 'homes' but yet she is never there and it just ends up looking like an empty shell. The expensive ugly furniture strangely forlorn, the carpets that are never walked on and the hideous art that is never looked at and all the books that are never read, all the clothes that are never worn, it is like going through a dead person's house.
I think it is best to keep moving and not surround oneself with things that will eventually just be someone else's burden and trash. Just like it is probably best to not get involved in relationships because they will eventually become a burden and a pike of trash. It is best to keep moving. I am thinking of going to Brazil, Turkey or Mexico, somewhere else in November. Gotta keep moving, walking by so to speak.
I know a man who is constantly taking notes like he is afraid he will forget some minutiae that occurs such as what he eats and what he sees on a daily basis. In a way it is a way to preserve a moment, but it is also a fear of there not being other moments. Preserving moments is standing still, but time never does, keep moving, keep moving like time. Endless flow of new and familiar stuff, it just never stops.
I had a dream that the world was ending and I had to wait for death for a few days. It reminded me of an Australian Sci-Fi movie where people have 24 hours to live, and what they do with those hours. It was surprisingly mundane stuff but I totally got it. The time to try something new is when you have time and not when you are out of time.
I need to keep moving because there may not be limitless time to keep moving.
While walking on 79th and Park I heard a beautiful voice drifting out of a car window "America, America.." I looked up and saw a mongoloid woman in an expensive SUV just letting it out, she was so happy and the woman driving her was smiling, a moment to be preserved.
The homeless man in the park had a gold coneshaped hat with a chin strap on today, he had also lined up several bottles stuffed with different colored paper in front of a blue and gold blanket. He has a new set up every day, so although he seemingly never leaves his bench, he is moving on with a different display every day.
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