First Two Talking
Hey Slim.

Leave me alone.

Feeling grumpy?

Eat me.

I was just wondering...?

You better quit dicking with me.

Come on, let's talk, you'll feel better.

Nothing wrong with how I feel.

Want some Midol?

All right, bitch, what do you want?

I was just wondering when you're going to get back to work on the house.

Been busy.

Really? Doing what?

Relaxing, reading, avoiding completion...

That's what I'm talking about, why don't you just complete the damn thing?

There is joy in work avoidance. You have to take what you can get.

But what about that sense of fullfillment you would get from being finished, living legal, instead of being a squatter...?

That fullfillment you talk about is an overrated fairy tale, and I'm more in harmony with my environment the way things lay now.

Deep, but they ain't gonna let you live like that forever.

Too many "theys" out there to be worried about any single one of them.

Hey, maybe you could just pick up some materials today and then maybe if you felt like it, today, or during the week, you might actually accomplish something.

Yeah maybe. But if potentially today is the last day of the rest of my life I don't want to spend it working.

Rather be on the beach?

I ain't so crazy about beaches.

Me either.

Amazing we have that in common.

Not really so amazing considering we're the same...

Don't even think it, we ain't that, you just the front and little else, so back away from those easy comparisons.

I don't have to let you out, you know?

Don't be so sure about that, Mr. Jim.
- jimlouis 8-26-2001 2:32 pm

Ah, the Freshness in the Face of Leaving a Task Undone

Ah, the freshness in the face of leaving a task undone!
To be remiss is to be positively out in the country!
What a refuge it is to be completely unreliable!
I can breathe easier now that the appointments are behind me.
I missed them all, through deliberate negligence,
Having waited for the urge to go, which I knew wouldn’t come.
I’m free and against organized, clothed society.
I’m naked and plunge into the water of my imagination.
It’s too late to be at either of the two meetings where I should have been at the same time,
Deliberately at the same time...
No matter, I’ll stay here dreaming verses and smiling in italics.
This spectator aspect of life is so amusing!
I can’t even light the next cigarette...If it’s an action,
It can wait for me, along with the others, in the nonmeeting called life.

17 June 1929
Fernando Pessoa (Portuguese), translated by Richard Zenith

- rachael 8-29-2001 4:06 pm [1 comment]





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