i understand why most senstive man to ever work for the biggest porn shop in paris can have the audicity to fly to 5 different cities in europe and america to just see a band. just a band is like saying sex is only a three letter word. the vulerbility of this man child woman singer is quite devastating to the emotional man. in his voice you can hear the strength of man, the tenderest of woman, and the hope of a child. i daresay is the man equilvent of liz fraser of the all time holiest music. and they’re still so very early in their career. only 3 albums or material and it all sounds the freakin same. but you see it takes the most sensitive listening to appreciate it subtle dynmic reverie. god, i remember when i saw them last year at the oakland paramount. the shit just blew the shit out of my brian. it was one of the best shows in the this century by far. but enough about them; no amount of words will mince the ignorance of the ego.
so, the other day when i took a break from orange i realize that i am living the dream. i mean it’s only the beginning of the dream but it’s definitely the dream. unfortunately, i living the dream that wasn’t dreamt by me. it’s the dream that has been brianwashed in you since you since you can fart and laugh about it. the dream can get more fanastic but why be tedious. nevertheless, as i was sweating the techoology out of my sweat sucking north face t-shit, i caught a glimpse of the real good life. the life that you answer to only your own destiny. you can’t blame the white man no more. once the man that pays for your existence cease to be, the weight of your existence becomes so much lighter. but it’s only the start. anyway, i am going to cherish this moment. this very moment that is the pinnicple of the childless man child. the good life was going to play raquet ball with my favorite white man without a marriage license after 10 years of being in a relationship. sure it narrows it down a lot but there very few white man that push me on the creative level. his passion for creating art is contagious. oh yes art! i made a great connection today on the value of art. in why that it is one of the highest order of human pursues. it said :
‘nature is a relavation of God as art is a relevation of Man’
and then i suddenly thought of him. this is why he is so excited. he is pursuing the highest of the human pursues. he can’t lose because no matter where he goes in that direction, it will be so much futher than most pursuing the quiet spiritual life. well, maybe not but that’s not the point. anyway, if it was a ‘friday’ we would have a beer with lunch after playing raquet ball and swimming for 2 hours during prime busy bee daylight savings time. yeah, i can’t complain. what unapprecaite bastards we are. always forgetting about the precious and all the wonders that it brings.