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Um of the Moment: July 2008
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Wednesday, July 23, 2008. Evening with Ajmal at the Ritz Carlton. That's what makes you so. But will I ever fully know you? A total lack of disenchantment. No space for it. No tolerance for it. But not even a space for disenchantment with disenchantment. No reflexivity. Bless-ed, two syllables, in the uniquely post-Elizabethan sense of the word and not in its pan-religious potentiality) What in a...
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Um of the Moment: February 2009
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Friday, February 06, 2009. Me on stage" - a title. The following, a paragraph:. I don't know what I would do," she replied, when I asked her how she'd react to meeting a younger version of herself. "Fall hopelessly and violently in love with her, I guess.". Yet again, the spectre of my middling, make-do, improvised future! I haven't met who I am going to have been, but I have been the met.".
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Um of the Moment: September 2009
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Wednesday, September 02, 2009. I am not that writer. Because who are one's audiences, who listen because you speak in their voice? The one who knows. those who do not hunt, but cannot help to smell spilled blood. sharks, dung beetles, carrion eaters. I am which writer? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Virtuoso of Deep Empathy tastes supreme sweetness: recall, not regret. Photo of the Day. Is a world t...
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Um of the Moment: July 2009
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Friday, July 03, 2009. Lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy jane. It's half way through the year and this is only my fourth post. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. Put it on my karma tab! I am enjoying life! I am no longer spending large amounts of my present missing the conflated pasresent! Melee with Ideas ! Melee with Imperative !
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Um of the Moment: Made and Married and Made Again; Family History and the Remaking of Commonhood for Commongood
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Tuesday, October 05, 2010. Made and Married and Made Again; Family History and the Remaking of Commonhood for Commongood. And she replied, "Well, you know, well, we - uh - we liked the same things, you know, we liked the same music, the same movies . you know, like Neil Diamond." "NEIL DIAMOND? I can feel stupid and ashamed, I indulge in masterful avoidance techniques, I have a blurry destiny ra...
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Um of the Moment: apocalypse, how?
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Sunday, February 01, 2009. On certain downswings of my usual hypomania I wake with heavy eyelids I fear are from insidious chemical gas coming through the heat pipes (and the phantom hole that was once in my ceiling) and walk Nostrand Ave wondering if this is where I will be for the apocalypse? Who would I call first when people start dropping dead? But my generation is growing up and I am growin...
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Um of the Moment: June 2011
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Tuesday, June 14, 2011. Reviewing risk versus right, pursuing integrity and discretion. Or perhaps it is actually discretion. Perhaps it is actually the flavor of my value set, manifesting, a mother yeast to raise my dough. I don't know. Was I on the phone with her at the time, sequestered in a very private place, to commit this very quiet act of signing fallacious documents? How is it not ethica...
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Um of the Moment: January 2009
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Sunday, January 11, 2009. In the span of a song i see our lives pass. Always parallel, never in present or past. Tense - i miss you. there is nothing I don't love about you. maybe there are things i don't like. probably mostly about me, or the world. And behaviors at large that i can't but help but run with with my curiosity and bleeding heart. I'm not disappearing, i swear, i won't do it.
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Um of the Moment: lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy jane
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Friday, July 03, 2009. Lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy jane. It's half way through the year and this is only my fourth post. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. I have become so boring. Put it on my karma tab! I am enjoying life! I am no longer spending large amounts of my present missing the conflated pasresent! Melee with Ideas ! Melee with Imperative !
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Um of the Moment: October 2008
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Um of the Moment. Streams of consciousness from the passage of discovery of a contemporary performing artist. Monday, October 13, 2008. You can think of whom you love and whom you could build a life with and they can be vastly different people. All flavors in the ice cream sundae will make you sick. All colors on the palette will make the canvas brown. Will the idea of all loves in the same time, space, and person always make you wonder, "what if? When you adapt yourself otherwise? I am talking about com...
