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* it’s not lake merritt’s fault I wrote this poem * the wrestler misses your bed * Travelling With My Love In A Catholic Country * Rising Into Love With You * Poems Composed on 880 North / In the Middle of the Night / In the Storm * * * Visit My Massage Website:Present Touch Massage: Ariana Waynes, CMT * * * Love these ones, too: OrangepeelerMarty McConnell Perceptions PostSecret Roger Bonair-Agard Sriram Wammo The Nation Democracy Now KPFA Michael Moore Furthermore, the notes are not automated - they are all written personally by me. So, you get an extra note/memo/letter (depending on my mood), in which I might just wax philosophic on any number of topics that seem relevant, preferably in a few sentences or less. Or I might talk about how it feels that you all are in this journey with me or I might talk about updates to the site. But whether I say very much or very little on any given day, it feels more personal. Like I'm talking directly to you. I feel more connected to the folks on the notifylist. There, I've said it.
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12.10.02 - 5:33 a.m. Tonight I fell back into the gaping pit of despair and insanity. It was like the other night, but louder, with more door-slamming and flinging my body about. I was gripped by a desire to kill myself so strong it was as if some sort of gremlin had hopped up onto my chest and was poised with a coathanger ready to tear out my throat. I seemed to be dying already, drowning in unbreatheable air, hopelessness and despair coming in my nostrils, filling my lungs, killing me, slowly but certainly killing me. I was inert, then. I could not move. From this inertia, I thought, perhaps, before plunging the knife into my throat, that making a list of reasons to live might be useful. It was difficult to reach out of the apathy of dyingness to extend my energy in the direction of life-oriented pursuits, but Andre helped. She sat me up, helped me turn on my computer and get going. I made the following list of 150 reasons I might like to keep living. It was spread out over a couple of hours and I've posted it here across a few pages. It really did cheer me up and turn around my real and true desire to turn myself in. Even though lots of my reasons for living seemed a little shallow or insubstantial to me. It's okay. Better a shallow, insubstantial reason to live than no reason to live at all, don't you think? This experiment was so wildly successful for me, I do think I’d recommend it to just about anyone else. If you’ve hit the bottom and your jaw is hard against the cold concrete before you take the pills or slash the wrist or throat or load your head full of bullets, just take a minute and write down or type up or say out loud as many things as you can think of that make you happy, that seem worth living for. No matter how big or small. Anyway, here are the first fifty things that kept me alive tonight: 1. Potato latkes 2. Paris, France – and the fact that I’ve never been there and I’ve always wanted to go there 3. Ice cream and sherbet and gelato 4. July 26 (my birthday) 5. Mangoes 6. Cunnilingus 7. Katharine Hepburn movies 8. Buffy the Vampire Slayer 9. Star Trek: Nemesis –which hasn’t come out yet (If I don't keep living, I won't get to see it.) 10. New Year’s in Copacabana 11. Ani Difranco concerts 12. Sweet Honey in the Rock Concerts 13. Rent, the musical 14. Young Forest 15. The Yuba River 16. Canoeing 17. Babies 18. Christmas day 19. The Lord of the Rings (the movie—last year’s and the one that hasn’t come out yet) 20. Bonfires 21. Singing with other people 22. Outings with my sweet love 23. Tales of the City 24. Really good poems 25. My godfather 26. My grandmother 27. My younger cousins 28. Hot humid nights 29. Warm ocean water 30. San Francisco, California 31. Berkeley, California 32. The Lake Merritt area of Oakland, CA 33. Burlington, Vermont 34. Seattle, Washington 35. Chicago, Illinois 36. New York City 37. Broadway 38. Central Park 39. Apple cider 40. Fuyu persimmons 41. Pictures with my girlfriend where we’re kissing 42. Kittens 43. Nonviolent Communication 44. The Theatre 45. All of Lloyd Alexander’s books 46. Harry Potter 47. Philip Pullman’s Golden Compass trilogy 48. The X-Men 49. Big wide open stretches of sky 50. Dancing . . . the day before yesterday . . . it really means a lot to me when you say hello after stopping by. suddenly, i'm wanting this guestbook to be a forum for further dialogue. |