Boring Windows

There's something monumental about the purely functional, done on a budget, to make money. Business has nothing to do with beauty. Make a building as cheaply as possible. Charge as much rent as possible. That's the way of the world.

I remember visiting Europe, about ten years ago, where just about every building, even in poor neighborhoods, was decorated. Upon returning to Montreal, it was shocking to see the lack of ornamentation. Suddenly everything looked extremely plain.

Of course, I soon forgot about Europe and once again, tuned into the drab. If you stare at a brick wall long enough, it becomes a sort of Zen garden, soothing to the mind.

put your foot down

foot from Randy's collection

After repeated warnings, Lohbado decided to put his foot down. Putting his foot down made a huge difference. Soon, the cow that jumped over the moon smiled at the laughing dog. The spoon lay down beside the dish. Everything was fine.

the good life

What exactly constitutes the good life? I always thought it meant having a decent set of wheels, owning a condo and reaching phase 3 in romance. I would also like to be remembered after I die.

Randy laughed when I expressed my fear that people are going to forget about me after I die. He also laughed when I complained that people aren't concerned about my plight. People are so busy thinking about themselves, they tune out when I start telling them about myself. I take my ego very seriously. One day, I hope to house my ego in a condo and live the good life, in order to impress people and feel good about myself. I need to empower myself so people don't walk all over me. My therapist told me I need to start taking care of myself. I'm asking friends and strangers alike to support me as my ego goes through difficult challenges. In a world of seven billion, it's easy to get overlooked.

inner and outer

Kitchen counter, blinds, dark inside, light outside, relax. Go outside and then inside again. Synthesize inner and outer, repetitive alternation, zero and one, unity and multiplicity, salt and pepper, mustard and ketchup, all dressed. Mundane things work just as well as a dramatic or spectacular panorama.

the story of his life

A fifty-five year old member of Club Morono carried a pad and pen to write the story of his life, in bits and pieces, whatever he was able to remember, mostly boring, repetitive concerns, a set of fears and a predictable spectrum of emotion. After his hand got sore, after writing five or six pages, he saw that it was unspectacular. Maybe he was hoping to write something mind-blowing. Instead, it was ho-hum.

dark day in March

March came in like a lion, with a fresh fall of snow and a dark sky. Sit inside, drink coffee. Try not to fall asleep.