I'm trying to rise above caring. That, for instance, it's hot and muggy as hell here again today and my face is covered in prickly-heat. It ain't easy staring into a yoga wall mirror for 90 minutes, "focusing one point in the mirror your own eyes" the instructor tells you every few minutes, when your face looks like diaper rash, eh? Too small for tall, that just bugs me. Then to get out of the heat, we went to see this. Don't. Smarmy crappola. grrr The girl downstairs and her friend cried 4 times each, hating themselves. I said, geod think Darfur and get a grip for Christ's sake, and they're like - WE KNOW we hate it but we can't stop! lol oy
from The Dhammapada Verses on the Way, tr. Glenn Wallis:
Not seeing what is pleasing is painful,
As is seeing the unpleasing.
If you cannot find a companion
Who is better or like yourself,
You should make your way, steadily, alone.
In the childish there is no companionship.
A childish person considering his folly
Is thereby like a skilled one.
But a childish person considering himself skilled
Is rightly called ‘childish’.
A childish person would desire unwarranted prestige,
Preeminence among practitioners,
Authority over their dwellings,
And to be honored by families
Other than his own.
Trembling and quivering is the mind,
Difficult to guard and hard to restrain.
reincarnated playlist:
Red House Painters: Follow You, Follow Me (Genesis)
The Decemberists: Human Behavior (Björk)
Rufus Wainwright: Across the Universe (John Lennon)
Ben Kweller: Sorry Signs on Cash Machines (Mason Jennings) my pick of the litter, I think - or
The Whip: White Wedding (Billy Idol) the weirdest in show, and oddly kind of really good, no seriously
Rickie Lee Jones: Show Biz Kids (Steely Dan)