Wednesday, March 5, 2008

evening in

should consider it more often & I'd claim it kept me sane, that Lord ordained a day of rest too and however abstractly I find that most suspect him/her/it to have a greater share of the answers on lockdown than most or all individuals-but I have a suspicion if anything I'm too sane for my own good. Today for once I feel a little too big for my britches; to cycle on through further frames of the metaphor kaleidoscope, maybe I feel like a proud whitehead, really proud and about to lose it. This is frankly odd for the climate of the past months. So tomorrow I'm off and resting; perfect; things fall into place;

this is new to me that the urge to write comes from happiness. Before I think I filled seven or eight Moleskines mostly with two things, both forgettable, that I was sad and here's why, or that I was smitten and here's how. Often I'm smitten but now it's better to speak about it, and I'm hardly ever sad. Here's to it; that's all I can say I guess, and why the yellow press doesn't thrive on public-interest material; happiness has me delving into further and ever more delightful absurdities and comparisons and suspensions of logic; like for instance, hasn't this all fallen into place by means of something like a transfigured and infernal game of Tetris, playing in a giant cybernetic frame on some fell hill?

this one came up earlier: GENERALLY SPEAKING, moustaches were de rigueur among homos in the late 70's and early 80's, a decade of salad days, plump with Arcadian barebacking (Starbucking), hopeful hitchhiking and other made-to-order porn scenarios. Then HIV begins slaying my people in the 1980's. Maybe it takes until 1992 for the full-feathered mustache- which is in itself a preposterous suspension of the natural rules to facial hair- to fade from porn and likewise from favor; now your average individual in the mainstream gaybar strives to convince you he's seventeen. No time for reasons; what I wanted to say: clearly, AIDS rendered the moustache a joke


A life lived considering these fallacies is a life well-spent, you could probably convince me otherwise but don't