I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allen Poe

The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
- H. L. Mencken

Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
-Bertrand Russell

What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
-James Branch Cabell

March 23, 2016 - 12:40 p.m.

Sanding the Rough Edges

My stretch of doing nothing is coming to an end tonight when I see Deni Bonet. The show is at Bowery Electric at 7:30. You should join me. Why did I start with that? Because I went to text Deni and ask her what time I should be there and her phone number was not in my phone. I've talked to Deni on the phone so I know I had it. I used FB and got her number. Now it's on my Google contacts so it won't go away. I hate what Google has done to Picasa and I don't feel as warm to them as I used to but they still provide some great infrastructure to cyberspace. Having a droid phone makes it all that much more seamless.

There are days when I go on Facebook, maybe most days, when I get annoyed at supporters of Bernie Sanders attacking Hillary or saying ridiculous things. But here's the thing, most of my friends are supporting Bernie and hardly any of them do that. I'm getting these negative thoughts based on a vocal handful of people. I'm totally conscious of this yet I will still sometimes get annoyed at Bernie supporters as a group. This despite the fact if he wins the nominations I'll enthusiastically feel the Bern. Bernie takes some unnuanced positions but I'm sure that if he has the responsibility of being President he's going to do what's right not what is emotionally satisfying. I even have a campaign slogan for him. When things need to smoothed out you need Sanders. Oh come on, that's clever. I went astray, none of that's my point. My point is that even when I'm intellectually aware of the reality sometimes my emotions aren't. All I can do is make sure that my brain not my glands are in charge. There's a lot to be said for emulating Spock. The irony is that the thing that gets me annoyed is people being ruled by their glands. They believe what makes them feel good. That's been a recurring theme of Wise Madness since I unleashed the beast.

I said I'd make pancakes yesterday but didn't It was so late that I didn't want to do so much prep. If I make today's entry short, I can make it today. Yesterday I made grits and eggs. Of course I don't treat the grits as a side. I poach the eggs right in with the grits. I might end up with bacon and eggs today.

I just deleted what I had written. There's a Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle to blogging about my relationship to people. Writing and the other person reading it changes the relationship. It also changes my relationships with other people. When I ran things in my head what I was writing changed things for the worse. Does writing this change things for the worse? It might but I'll risk it.

I haven't left you with a poem in a long time. No not one of mine, but one I love. Which shall it be? I'm going with a familiar one I have probably used before. But it's what I need right now.

Emily Dickenson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

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please hold me accountable.

Memories: Not that Horrid Song - May 29, 2018
Wise Madness is Now In Session - May 28, 2018
The NFL and the First Amendment - May 27, 2018
On The Road Again - May 26, 2018
Oliver the Three-Eyed Crow - May 25, 2018

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