I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Friday, July 06, 2007
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I am about to watch a movie based on a Philip K. Dick novel.
ReplyDeleteTotal Recal? Minority Report? Blade Runner? A scanner Darkly? Paycheck? Screamers? When Harry Ate Sally?
ReplyDeleteA Scanner Darkley, but the tv listings lied, it wasn't on.
ReplyDeleteI turned it off in the first five minutes.
ReplyDeleteIt was a cartoon anyway. I liked Screamers though.
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