Life Soundtrack #6: Freelance Fiend

Some ridiculously hot woman walking through a bar in slow motion. Everyone stops doing what they’re doing, looking up from the pool table, overfilling their beers, dropping the cigarettes out of their mouths. Classic.

David Hare

Sudden resolutions, like the sudden rise of mercury in a barometer, indicate little else than the variability of the weather.

–David Hare

Life Soundtrack #5: Plastic Jungle

Strutting, wearing sunglasses at night, everybody’s nodding at me as I walk by, like they approve. I dip my head slightly and look at them over my glasses and smile wryly. Then I strut on.

–DH

Empire – Trampled by Turtles

R.D. Laing

There is a great deal of pain in life and perhaps the only pain that can be avoided is the pain that comes from trying to avoid pain.

–R.D. Laing

Anne Lamott

“Jealousy always has been my cross, the weakness and woundedness in me that has most often caused me to feel ugly and unlovable, like the Bad Seed. I’ve had many years of recovery and therapy, years filled with intimate and devoted friendships, yet I still struggle. I know that when someone gets a big slice of pie, it doesn’t mean there’s less for me. In fact, I know that there isn’t even a pie, that there’s plenty to go around, enough food and love and air.

But I don’t believe it for a second.

I secretly believe there’s a pie. I will go to my grave brandishing my fork.”

–Anne Lamott (from Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith)

Vladimir Nabokov

“Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.”

-Vladimir Nabokov

Life Soundtrack #4: What’s On Your Mind

I am staring intently at someone, but not seeing them at all. We are looking through each other. Now it’s nighttime. My world is full of old leaves, deeply pensive looks, and long, aimless walks along empty city streets. I see the people. I see them and they see me. We are not together though.

Yikes. This scene has become quite dramatic. As much as I love this song, and know that I do, it really bums me out sometimes.

-DH

They Are Playing At Not Playing A Game

Read this. Now try to tell me that your brain has not utterly turned to jelly. Say goodbye to any semblance of rational thinking you thought you had left in you.  You’re welcome.

-DH

The Center of My Own Personal Hell

I’m pretty sure this is what I will find if I ever were to meet the devil face to face.  It is the very face of terror.