anybody out there was wondering what to get me for my birthday:
1) any or all of the things on this wish list.
2) these or these. (I know, yeah right, but a reasonable facsimile would do too.)
3) a bicycle! I sold mine in Tampa because it wouldn't fit in my car. I've been scouring yard sales for an old beach cruiser, yellow or pink with a basket preferably.
4) a bottle of wine and your company would be nice too. So hop on a plane and come see me, damn it! (Mika, that means you!)
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
We don`t really know who woman is. She remains in that precise place within man where darkness begins. Talking about women means talking about the darkest part of ourselves, the undeveloped part, the true mystery within. In the beginning, I believe man was complete and androgynous-both male and female, or neither, like angels. Then came the division, and Eve was taken from him. So the problem for man is to reunite himself with the other half of his being, to find the woman who is right for him-right be she is simply a projection, a mirror of himself. A man can`t become whole or free until he has set woman free-his woman. It`s his responsibility, not hers. He can`t be complete, truly alive until he makes her his sexual companion, and not a slave of libidinous acts or a saint with a halo.
at 7:34 PM