"But even as we pretend to live our lives more and more in the open, pasting and posting and pinning more and more bits of our private lives to the public notice board of social media, there are entire swaths of private existence we still hide, still keep deep and secret: domestic fury; our lust for money, and the disgraceful lengths we'll go to for it; and -- always -- our fear of the Other, be it black or brown, or just broken, like my boy."
a quote from an article by author Ian Brown as he reflects on what it was like to watch as his intimate memoirs of bringing up a severely handicapped child unfolded on the public stage. Both the book and play are called The Boy in the Moon
This quote jumped out at me, but the article itself left a lump in my throat. This author had an afternoon radio show back in the 90s. Sometimes his stories would be so beautiful that I'd stop driving, pull over, and just listen.
Anyway what have you been reading lately? Any highlighted bits that left a lump in your throat or perhaps just gave you a pause?
OftenBen flagamuffin NikolaiFyodorov blackfox026 camarillobrillo mknod and all the other hubbies who read with a highlighter on or off screen.
“I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.” ― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis i like kafka now
- Spider Robinson, "Mindkiller"If a person who indulges in gluttony is a glutton, and a person who commits a felony is a felon, then God is an iron.
Yes, exactly. The speaker follows this up with a litany of God's ironies (like that fact that humans crave refined sugar, very powerfully, in spite of the fact that it's horribly bad for us; that kind of thing).
There's a song lyric that I forget about but every time I listen to the song in question it stops me cold all over again:
And this is from the last paragraph of a short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky: I'm in love with the way you're in love with the nightSo may the sky lie cloudless over you, and your smile be bright and carefree; be blessed for the moment of bliss and happiness you gave to another heart, a lonely and a grateful one. … My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn’t that enough for a whole lifetime?
Agree. Agree agree. https://hubski.com/pub?id=73264 Guess I'll go dig up a quote now."But even as we pretend to live our lives more and more in the open, pasting and posting and pinning more and more bits of our private lives to the public notice board of social media, there are entire swaths of private existence we still hide, still keep deep and secret: domestic fury; our lust for money, and the disgraceful lengths we'll go to for it; and -- always -- our fear of the Other, be it black or brown, or just broken, like my boy."
"When you understand, " Brandy says, "that what you're telling is just a story. It isn't happening anymore. When you realize the story you're telling is just words, when you can crumble it up and throw your past in the trashcan," Brandy says,"then we'll figure out who you're going to be.” And Been on a Chuck Palahniuk kick lately. That's from Invisible Monsters. I always enjoy the mindfuck that is a Palahniuk story. His characters are so terribly real. If you enjoyed Fight Club then I think you should check this out. If you're especially twisted you can read Rant and not sleep for days.“Now," those Plumbago lips say, "You are going to tell me your story like you just did. Write it all down. Tell that story over and over. Tell me your sad-assed story all night." That Brandy queen points a long bony finger at me.
When you go out with a drunk, you’ll notice how a drunk fills your glass so he can empty his own. As long as you’re drinking, drinking is okay. Two’s company. Drinking is fun. If there’s a bottle, even if your glass isn’t empty, a drunk, he’ll pour a little in your glass before he fills his own. This only looks like generosity.
I don't read anymore which makes me sad Sometimes. I need to start making it a priority sometime. I'll give you this quote which I love:
"You can't be controlling in improv"
-Matt Walsh it's what I really love about life and improv were never really in control we just have this illusion that we are and that illusion let's us move on to the next day. I think if more people were honest about how little control they had we might all benefit.
I don't know if it's a question of "honesty" or just that they subscribe to the illusion that they do or can potentially control something. Then they get so frustrated when things don't go the way they wish. Improv reminds you that you are not in control -- one-word-at-a-time story or even one-sentence-at-a-time story is an example. One of my favourite quotes is from psychologist William Glasser. He was talking about parents and children: Control is destructive because “when it occurs in any relationship, it almost always begins ... the disconnecting process.” When you try to control another person, they start to become “disengaged, separated, uncoupled, disassociated, and withdrawn."
- From William Glasser, Choice Therapy (Harper Collins, 1999) and What we cannot control, we can at best influence. And our ability to influence our children rests solely upon the strength of the relationship we have with them, which can be enhanced by replacing destructive habits with constructive ones that can foster the sense of parent-child connection. It is only when we successfully make our children feel loved and connected that we regain control on how our journey through parenthood will continue to unfold.
I definitely subscribe to the notion of self control - that is, I control what I do and what happens with my body. Even this belief may be fallacious. But I figure if I keep my controlling tendencies at least to my own self and sphere, that's better. That's really all I think anyone has a right to control anyway.
-Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea Commented elsewhere too. Reading this book for English class, really enjoying it so far. What Hemingway should I read next? And the play I'm reading right now (God, I love Stoppard): Septimus: Carnal embrace is the practice of throwing one's arm around a side of beef. -ArcadiaIt is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
Thomasina: Septimus, what is carnal embrace?
This is my second post here as a slightly different form of what I'm reading lately: I'm in love with musician Shakey Graves' lyrics here specifically my favorite song. "but now im supposed to grow big and tall seems like I dont get to wear my bare feet
at all but when the storm is through my feet know what to do all roads lead to you."
"Jeff, a slight white sophomore, explained to me that boys cal each other fag because "gay people aren't really liked over here and stuff." Jeremy, a Latino junior, told me that this insult literally reduced a boy to nothing, "To call someone gay or fag is like the lowest thing you can call someone. Because that's like saying that you're nothing."" -Dude, You're a Fag: Masculinity and Sexuality in High School, C. J. Pascoe