eventide

slept in the studio again. i like itmore now that it has wireless lan... im the big studio now, curled up in the morning too-light in my bed, a latex matress on the floor. yes, i found my matress. they had put in a deep storage room - a hint maybe, but maybe i just need to return to the deep storage every morning. i...
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back from the opera. i - you wont believe this - directed an opera in bonn. jesus.
wow. i am someone. only thing is... i dont feel like anyone.
im in the closet of a studio in frth, where i slept. im waiting for the cleaning guy to leave, so i can get up,
do something. a class, or a yoga. or both. do it....
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reason to

good for something
and unlike the young mother
you never know
or understand
with any clarity
how strange
the relationship with
that which you find
and that which you can
manage to get
yourself to do
on a daily
or nearly daily
basis and
feel good about
choosing and
making that choice
may essentially be
just as well made
through any arbitrary process...
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i love that when it says: YOU ARE: eventide. yes. i am even mr. tide : ) much not. i mean, tides they come, thats for sure. would you believe i just spent 6 days with my parents. _jesus_ god holy heaven of mary only knows why. what was i thinking!!??!?!!

two .... remember this everyone: NEVER STAY WITH YOUR PARENTS LONGER THAN TWO DAYS....
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what is this? philip glass maybe. life certainly seems sad and slipery tonight. has she returned from the lapland? the of whom i do not speak.
i made a list of the things i need to do today- didnt DO any of them ,. but , hey, isnt that a kind of progress anyway?
its a long list. and i have... 60 unread emails.
this...
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yesterday i made a bed. today i made a desk.
i am moving forward
and away

long time no write. i live in a dance studio now - that is, at night. i mean, i sneak in and pull out my matress when the tango dancers have gone home. oh there is a lot to tell... but its 2 am. (saturday they dance very late) - hey more soon...

sun here, at last, out in the middle of german middle nothing land. i mean its a culture i am not very close to (diplomatic, nicht?) its all right. but tomorrow i plan to move to the studio. live there. secretly... hmmm. i like secrets, dont you? i like it out here -- but i want to dance every day. its as simple as that.

oh boy. more dreams. babis was driving a huge truck and making us all nervous because he was only occaisionally on the road, and then we stopped by some kind of official and we looked at the tires together. reallygood profile, in fact deeper than possible, and the wheels were all different sizes, but the man said our tires were good. and then

i was...
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dream:
a few nights ago, i awoke from a dream of such intensity and
beauty, that i felt there was no need to write it down, for
this dream, i thought, i would surely not forget.

well, now i can only remember the carcass of a ... bull i
guess, part of it... it reminded me of the skin of the man
that holds his...
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