Saturday, August 20, 2011
"The obsessive interest in human affairs, plus a certain amount of compassion and moral conviction, that first made the experience of living something that must be translated into pigment or music or bodily movement or poetry or prose or anything that's dynamic and expressive---that's what's good for you if you're at all serious at your aims. William Saroyan wrote a great play on this theme, that purity of heart is the one success worth having. "In the time of your life---live!" That time is short and it doesn't return again. It is slipping away while I write this and while you read it, and the monosyllable of the clock is Loss, loss, loss, unless you devote your heart to its opposition."
Posted by Joshua Turek at 4:40 PM
Sunday, August 7, 2011
you speed along asking yourself if this is a friendly universe. and this greedy-calorie-consuming-brain sucks down another glass on the rocks. and you dance at parties with globs of wasted food. and your own plastic plate finds the trash can with more nutrients than you can stomach. and the consequences of activity wear you down. and your tired feet and skateboard get you across town. and you sleep in your car. your slurred words are mistaken for accidents. like getting behind the wheel and falling asleep as the lines blur blurry white trails across your fragile cerebral cortex as it's firing on liquid fuel and intoxicants. and then you wake up. and then the news. and then the navy kills pirates and makes heroes of wealthy nations. malnourished skin withers it's last glow. the world's rising middle class get microwaves. and obesity plagues the states. and food prices are going up. and a few african fishermen use their boats to find different fish to stay alive. and we remake robin hood all the fucking time but still feel like heroes when we gun down these poor thieves. and so what if i made fun of those kids for going to private school.
Posted by Joshua Turek at 9:16 AM