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March, 2004

March 2, 2004 - 12:04pm

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ah, good morning. i slept so much. woke up at dawn, biological reaction. fed yoko the cat, then snuggled into bed and felt thankful for things, sleeping on and off until 9:15, when springing into action became a necessity. showered with good smelling soap, padding barefoot around the newly cleaned house, remembered most items that i needed to bring with me to work.
my hair is in dreads: level 1. also known as "general rat's nest." it pleases me. it is pink and purple and orange and totally jacked in the proper way for the elly. sticking out. weird spots where my scalp seems too visible. seems right. smells ok and is clean for now.

reconciled something about working in midtown: i don't have to change my style one bit. no one seems to care. if they did i would tell them to suck it, in true nyc fashion. so that is good. i'll just be dressing like the filthy hippie i am.

the city is damp and warm today. it smells like a morning at omega, in some places. especially in brooklyn as i walked to get coffee this morning. omega smells great in the mornings, covered in mist and dampness.

i got hit on by a weird fellow on the train. sometimes people talk to you in public places and you know you're supposed to immediately get them out of your vicinity, or tell them to leave you alone, or whatever. this guy, he wasn't like that, he was harmless, just kinda puppylike and not too bright it seemed. he had a rose. i asked him who it was for, and he said he planned to give it to whoever his special date was for today. yikes, i hope he wasn't trying to make me into his special date, but maybe he was. he asked about my hair and piercings. eventually i nipped it all in the bud by saying "listen dude i really don't want to be having a conversation right now." he responded "i understand. i ain't mad atcha" and proceeded to sing to himself until he got off at 34th st. i got a good look at his cornrows as he exited the train. this is twice i have been approached on the subway by men who seemed interested in somehow hitting on me. for those keeping score at home.

lots to do today. my mornings on the train usually involve making caffeinated lists of activities on a post-it note pad that oliver left at my house a long time ago. the list is good today. all doable. must focus.

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schoolwork update: two overdue papers. 1. the astrology of marsilio ficino and it's relationship to hellenistic astrology and 2. pico della mirandola's attack on astrology and the sociopolitical climate which caused it.

emotional update: overall mood very positive since friday. some stress because of all the commitments and the lack of time.

relationship update: oliver stopped wearing deodorant for a couple of days over the weekend, and now that i have smelled his true scent i feel much more confident about our relationship. then we went to the co-op and he bought not one, but TWO 'kiss my face' brand liquid rock roll on deodorants. this hurts me. this is currently our main ideological challenge as a couple. i am kidding. mostly. actually not at all.

food update: not eating enough greens. also, bad vegan lately. lazy. need to get produce delivery and cook at home more. it sucks to be vegan in a non vegan world.

spirituality update: yoga plans for next week. not spending enough time with astrology.

friendship update: where are you guys? i miss you.

work update: easy.

ok bye.


March 4, 2004 - 2:02am

davel rocks!

recently, i was lamenting how much i missed my hometown, san francisco, to my friend davel. he is completely awesome so he sent me an SF care package, the contents of which i will now detail for you:

the box itself. clearly from san francisco. hooray, i got a package!


first item inside the package: something from chinatown! a box. i will open it!


tiny pretend crickets chirping electronically! good luck!
the next day, my roomate on chat:

[08:45] [=Beep!=] bcm sent you a beep!
[08:46] <*bcm*> that little box with the grasshoppers was flipping out and i wanted to
[08:46] <*bcm*> kill myself until i figured out what it was


ah ha, rolling papers! the sweet smell of ganja soaked hippies is conjured immediately. but zigzag papers are made in france - do i sense a subtext of this particular item? a comment on san francisco unpatriotic politics?!? french made?!?! ok maybe not.


obviously a tool of lesbians. san francisco is FULL OF THEM. you can't see it but the dental dam came from good vibrations, so you know it has definitely been handled by free-loving gay-marrying san francisco sinners.


i do not understand the tea.


not only linux magazine, but linux magazine in japanese. two birds with one stone here: geeks & japanophiles. two overlapping populations which love to make a home in SF, where they are free to wear stained open source t-shirts while shopping at kid robot.


this is my favorite thing from the box. sage.


aww nice label on the sage. mt shasta!


aww hello kitty in san francisco! is she in alamo square?!? look out for the dog poop hello kitty!

♥!!


March 10, 2004 - 8:18pm

just so you don't feel like you are in the dark

updates:
- i haven't slept near enough for a week or two. is making me feel insane and defeated. must rise above in order to get schoolwork done.

- i have printed out every resource from the internet that i need to do my current paper and i'm going to write it by hand, at least partially, instead of on the computer. i think this is the new key to getting papers done.

- i have a new umbrella. it is pink!

- i love my friends more deeply than i ever thought possible. i miss san francisco.

- in many ways i am alone in the world and this thought is actually quite comforting. i smile knowingly to myself a few times a day.

- currently incapable of letting out the flood of emotion, glory, beauty that the world deserves. it is in there. it will come out soon.

- LIFE GOALS: ESOTERIC STUDIES. YOGA. LOVE. COMMUNITY. DANCING. COMPASSION. CONCIOUSNESS.


March 12, 2004 - 11:56am

on the train

concepts so far today:
interpol
the bob dylan lyrics: she said 'you been gone' / i said 'that's only natural'
paper within reach
meeting (unprepared)
friday - impending sleep
desperate need for self expression, dancing, poetry, neptune
coffee
hermeticism and the world soul
can't wait for summer
certain satisfactions of life & accomplishments
deep love
the complex mythologies people create about each other

it's 11am. that's two hours i've been awake. what else can we fit into today?


March 15, 2004 - 5:25pm

at the bottom of a brackish lake

the journal is about lists lately:
- lunchtime glowering and storming off
- the 'thing' (shorthand for the recurring pain in my abdomen which i suspect is uterine but may be intestinal) hurts
- it was sunny but now the shadows are falling
- i might be pmsing or i might be really feel this way
- unwilling to go back in time but forward seems like a fucking pain in the ass too
- what is isaac brock's astrological sign? gemini?
- alone
- css accomplishments
- yoga tonight even though my mood just makes yoga seem pathetic


March 18, 2004 - 11:29am

well we'll float on

click here to understand what has been happening musically for me since yesterday
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i've been reading the astrology of personality by dane rudhyar on the train. this morning i was telling someone that though i haven't read it before, it feels like i've read it before. it covers the philosophy of western psychological astrology completely, because it basically defined that philosophy back in the 30s, on the tail of theosophy. reading it is very satisfying and affirming!

taking a little break from schoolwork this week. the next term begins monday, though, so i will need to ramp up again - i'd like to get this last overdue paper in before the term gets into full swing.

it occurs to me, however, that reading rudhyar isn't really a break from school, since this term that is starting will cover contemporary history of astrology and no doubt include rudhyar.

ALSO: i have been reading alan moore's "watchmen." and loving it. i love how much subtle subversive crap there is it. and not so subtle. dr. manhattan's understanding of time gratifies me. so does the gordian knot lock company.

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monday night i went to yoga at integral yoga. it had been so long since i had been inside my body, i really needed it. i calmed down immediately, partially due to the asanas and partially due to the ridiculously soothing manner of the dreadlocked baritone that led the class.

i've noticed when i try to be with myself here, either in simple meditation or in an asana, my mind is very hard to focus. worse than it's ever been. i suppose it's not big surprise: new york city, working full time, school, etc. but when it happens it really wakes me up to the fact that it's important for me to focus on being present and quieting my mind, on a regular basis, or i will lose my ability to be receptive and thoughtful.

i've put myself in an environment where being spiritual isn't easy. for the past 5 or 6 years, i've taken my own acceptance and spirituality for granted, mainly because i was in environments that supported it. it is easy to be a gentle meditating pot smoking unicorn drawing dreadlocked lover in san francisco. or omega. ... calm and quiet, receptive to the subtleties of life. but with ease comes laziness! now that i am here in this town of kinetic horrors, focusing the mind and maintaining spirit is a real triumph; it's hard work, and anytime i accomplish it, it reinforces my true nature.

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i've gotten a few thoughtful emails in the past few weeks that i haven't responded to. i'm not feeling terribly guilty about that, mainly because guilt accomplishes little, but it does occur to me that i need to work on ways to show thoughtful appreciation of my friends.

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friday night i am flying to los angeles for just a couple of days. i don't have a lot of plans while i am there, mainly just sleeping, eating at real food daily, and wearing sandals.

ok.


March 23, 2004 - 7:16pm

distance has no way of making love understandable

was in LA this weekend. oliver and i came off a redeye monday morning after a long night of unsettling conversation with the pacific ocean listening and cooing in th e background. we slept sitting up on the plane. in los angeles we ate twice at real food daily, once with negative results. consumerism occured around me, but i thankfully did not partake. if i had that would mean no school this term. as it is i'm not sure about eating for the next two weeks, although my budget indicates eating at the normal pace and quality should be possible if nothing else comes up between now and next paycheck.
i was expressing to oliver that i feel thankful that i don't have the option to spend a lot of money on things. in some ways it makes life very simple.

in general i feel very out of it today. the weekend in LA left me wanting a lot of time to think about my feelings, my future, what i'm okay with and what i'm not okay with. i feel kind of defeated on some levels about my future in relationships, and in general just really confused. what is the right thing?

over and over again i remember that i need a shrink (and other kinds of doctors too) and wonder how to prioritize that or afford it since i tend to be drawn to holistic docs who are out of network. i fucking hate western medicine. healthcare in this country is totally fucked up.

it is possible though, just gotta work it into the plan.

school started up again this week. i still have some lingering work from last term, though.

they gave me an ibook for testing, at work. i am psyched, though not because i can now know the extent to which IE 5.2 mangles CSS beyond belief. instead i am psyched because i can now load my ipod from work as well as from home. sweet! maybe i should pimp out my laptop as an ipod loading station at work.

i would like to state that jeff tweedy is a genius. in some ways. and that wilco is the seminal indie rock band of our era.

yoga tonight. once again, i feel defeated about attending yoga, but will force myself to go anyway. maybe it will, like last time, cause great release.


March 24, 2004 - 11:49am

it's happening

i saw a bee on the way to work today! it wasn't doing the bee dance that i could discern but i'm pretty sure bees don't come out in the winter. i'm kind of scared of bees, but not as scared as i am of huge hornets and wasps.
now is the time that i would like to point out all the good things coming up:

my favorite advisor from kepler is coming to nyc to give a workshop at the new york chapter of the national council for geocosmic research. was that enough links for you? he will be here this weekend along with one of my kepler classmates, so hopefully we can all say hi to each other and dork out.

my wonderful soft and understanding friend heidi used one of her guest passes to get me a badge to go to the living a fearless life conference put on in nyc by omega. i am very excited to see robert kennedy speak. i have seen him before, and he is an amazingly inspiring speaker. must be in the genes. lynda barry will also be there, and so will brian weiss and michael moore. should be good.

we are seeing grandaddy friday! and the weekend ahead, though it contains some activity surrounding the NCGR stuff, will afford me some time to get caught up on schoolwork too.

life is so incredibly busy and i'm very thankful for that.

i'd like to note that i don't have the sense of guilt i usually have surrounding asking for time off from work. i asked for the week of my symposium (school) off and i just... it's really important. more important than other things.

my pal stephen is at omega and has bee updating his journal on his site with pictures and stories of his time there. so if you had fun reading about my adventures at omega a couple of summers ago, you should read his.

goals:
- yoga at least once a week (hopefully twice but time is a problem)
- cooking lots, perhaps feeding kristin and eric (neighborhood vegan/vegetarians)
- keeping on top of schoolwork

errata:
- i checked in with HR and my insurance doesn't suck as bad as i thought

astrology:
-moon is in taurus, waxing crescent.


March 25, 2004 - 6:34pm

light strikes a deal with each coming night

everyone is so special and perfect. it is too much to bear at times - it makes my heart ache with longing. how is it possible to honor the beauty?


March 27, 2004 - 9:09pm

today

i can remember the way you looked before the dam broke. simpler, more restrained. there was a constant ambient feeling of something else being trapped inside you. you were made up of pieces. i understood you the least of all things and that is the seed of love.
transformation is, in some ways, sudden and violent. the way my heart felt when i left you that night to walk up 22nd street and clutch a tree, sobbing and dry heaving under the ruthless moon; that was sudden and violent. but transformation also takes so long, our whole lives, and every moment is building up to every other. in times of shock the world speeds up on its axis, rolls over us, leaves us for dead under an uncaring sky. recovery is a revelation. as we wake up from this, we find more things intact than we could have anticipated.

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toshok sent me california in every way he knew how. including the pacific ocean in a jar.

to jim, i said:

/m jh i feel kind of sad that the ocean has been separated from the rest of the
ocean. but in a way i am kind of a piece of ocean that has been separated from the rest of the ocean. for this time period only
/m jh so me and the jar of the pacific relate


March 31, 2004 - 1:37pm

ian

the fields to be plowed are endless. woke up feeling the weight of a mile long to-do list today. taxes, schoolwork, overdue bills, all the beaurocratic crap we have to deal with to live in this society. my health needs attention as well: dentist, gynecologist, shrink. most things are all at about the same level of 'incredibly pressing' but also 'not important when you consider spiritual relevance.' so if i start procrastinating, i'll basically stop doing anything but schoolwork, since the rest of it all falls under some nebulous lie about what matters.
today i remembered how many places i've lived. it makes me happy that so much has happened to me in my life. it's important to remember all the adventures when life seems particularly mundane.

there was a guy playing with his huge boner inside his sweatpants on the subway today. like a good new yorker, i yawned and kept reading as the F train carried me toward midtown.


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