11.16.2008
happy-go-lucky
tender film with a lead that warms up to you as the story unfolds. the funniest and most heart-breaking parts occur during poppy's driving lesson's with scott. the parallel between his suffering and her student's difficulties at school was an interesting and subtle way to show the importance of someone like poppy-- someone who posses that attitude towards life and believes change can occur. overall, an accurate portrayal of an average life lived in a not-so-average way. not sure what role the youngest sister played in the movie, though.
11.10.2008
disparate
this green light glows steady
this green light blinks on
this green light jitters nervous
all through the dawn.
this green light blinks on
this green light jitters nervous
all through the dawn.
11.09.2008
11:31, a description
diction changed when the person did.
the cat's claws chasing the screen-- sped the cursor on, fleeing for its life. into the future it went-- content to muse
on the past. ignore the present.
the words exchanged inter-state.
some music.
eyes closing to open up real wide.
this experiment, a collision of gnats.
the uncertainty principle of gnats.
sorry to have dragged you into this, mr. heisenberg.
the cat's claws chasing the screen-- sped the cursor on, fleeing for its life. into the future it went-- content to muse
on the past. ignore the present.
the words exchanged inter-state.
some music.
eyes closing to open up real wide.
this experiment, a collision of gnats.
the uncertainty principle of gnats.
sorry to have dragged you into this, mr. heisenberg.
11.08.2008
white teeth- zadie smith
And there should be nothing to worry about and there is nothing to worry about, except maybe that outside in the streets it is cold packed on cold, even the dogshit has crystallized, there is the first suggestion of ice on the windscreens and Clara has been in that house through the winters. She knows what it means. Oh, wonderfully bright at 6:00 a.m., yes, wonderfully clear for an hour. But the shorter the days, the longer the nights, the darker the house, the easier it is, the easier it is, the easier it is, to mistake a shadow for the writing on the wall, the sound of overland footsteps for the distant crack of thunder, and the midnight chime of a New Year clock for the bell that tolls for the end of the world.
11.07.2008
tiny feelings
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