So today is my last day in Portland. I figured it out last night: how this place was like the popular kids table of alternative culture. They didn't want me to sit with them then, and they don't want me to sit with them now. "Fuck them," I eventually ended up saying, and as I find myself saying this again, I see a beautiful new world where the butterflies paint the skies with spaced out dimensions of spiral activation streams. Left this place with very few new friends, but with the knowledge and experience of alone time growth time suffering existential living alone like in Nausea except that this time the tortured hero is a 19 year old evolutionary cheerleader who finds herself living in the Brave New Underworld, only this time it's called "Portland."
Now I will never diss your city again, because I understand that a place in which wearing designer brand clothing is a subversive revolutionary act, complaining is futile. Or is it? Or is it just Seasonal Affective Disorder?
Bye to the "cool kids."
Hello to Bloomington, Indiana. 5lowershop in San Francisco would have been cool, but by the time I got back there the room was already taken. Bloomington will work out better in the long run, I think. It seems like the perfect place for me now. Main focus there: advancing creativity.
Now I will never diss your city again, because I understand that a place in which wearing designer brand clothing is a subversive revolutionary act, complaining is futile. Or is it? Or is it just Seasonal Affective Disorder?
Bye to the "cool kids."
Hello to Bloomington, Indiana. 5lowershop in San Francisco would have been cool, but by the time I got back there the room was already taken. Bloomington will work out better in the long run, I think. It seems like the perfect place for me now. Main focus there: advancing creativity.
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thora:
I like Bloomington. I've been meaning to go back, but you can't go everywhere, at least not physically. There's a Tibetan Buddhist community, lots of neo-hippies, vegan activist and rainbow gathering type folks... Check out the Runcible Spoon cafe near the library and tell them me0w for me! It's a good time of year to go; I was there in the bitter, stubborn snow. It's truly an Oasis in the Midwest. Small, though. Most of the club and concert type stuff will be in Gary, but you'll meet people. I wasn't really in Portland long enough to find out if people there were elitist...I know Enrique and the Soriah/Sumerland guys, Octavia and The Farm kids, Isidora Forrest who wrote Isis Magick, a girl named Alisa who trashed my house, and I met lots of people going out with Octavia and her Farm mates, but it was all so fleeting. They seemed nice, but Portland is so spread out it'd be hard to tell if you even had contact with any of the same people I did. Have you noticed how few freaks in Portland have bright hair?
thora:
Hey! I'd be curious to hear your input on today's entry. Come by, won't you?