birds and infinity

and with the concept of home {interesting that it infiltrates my physical world so much of late, as the new record will be entirely about the abstract and not so abstract realities of what home means/is etc} comes a punch to the chest. while i feel more thrilled about, inspired by, and generally determined with music, i at the same time feel completely out of breath. how is it, that i can want something so badly for so long and not have it. tiring. as i question what "having it" means and the emotional complexities of my world, i laugh at the seriousness of it all. oh yes, and i think there should be a fine for people who comment out loud tirelessly, throughout an entire film. "shut up goddammit," says jefferson. lovingly of course.

"intent is not a thought, or an object, or a wish. intent is what can make a man succeed when his thoughts tell him that he is defeated. it operates in spite of the warrior's indulgence. intent is what makes him invulnerable. intent is what sends a shaman through a wall, through space, to infinity."

~ carlos castaneda

Posted by jeff at August 8, 2003 11:35 AM

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