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Bus boy
Librarian
Blockbuster CSR
Dishwasher
Oyster shucker
Night baker
Librarian
Assistant producer
Movie theater guy

I have now amassed a mountain of man-hours measuring an absolute nothing. Exactly nothing. Never enough to save or spend, and no job skills to add to my assets. I've learned more from the every night hustle with its twists, turns and tricks than the legitimate grind and its...
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rolling bones move to
mark the evidence
carved into cartilege
the years and recompense

lo, I stand in
stunned soliloquy
sun rolling under me
a mark of history

where is my soul?
where have you gone?
my lonely soul
where have you gone?
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Blood covers lover's hands
Incantating substantiations
Ghost of older souls of
We wish we used to be

Cold the load we carry
Bird shat gravity to be buried
and cover the graves like leaves
of who I tried to be

Work our ways from backwards
Paths built hazards but I can't
Unlearn the love you teach me
Broken stuck on bended knee

Please forgive me...
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2010 almost, just a couple of months away. Almost two years since I left Athens, almost three since Caitlin and I went our separate ways. A year or so since I've talked to her, a little less than two since I tossed myself in the Costa Rican waves on six hits of acid, hoping to drown. About the same amount of time since I started...
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lovechristina:
you should write a book.
i'd read it.
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03 Jun 2007


Holy kamakaze tangential thought, Batman!

Pot doesn't make me paranoid. The fact that you all want me to drain myself out into petri dishes makes me paranoid. My boredom makes me paranoid. My broken-record thought process makes me paranoid. My parents make me paranoid. The police make me extremely paranoid. Bartenders who ask for ID make me paranoid. Old people make me...
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tedbedlam:
Not at all. I totally agree. Lars Van Trier also likes the "layering" method, as in the signature Dogville shot, and feels there needs to be a greater exploration of depth in cinema especially since the advent of CGI. Of course, I'll have to hate myself for this, but the use of shallow depth of field/unconventional layering techniques was popularized by some of Truffauts more elegant shots in which he uses a lack of depth to create vivid motion via the separation between subject and background. Jules et Jim tugboat-cigarette scene is a great example where it's almost as if the girl travels through dense, watery space.

On counter point, however, I am a huge fan of a large depth of field as it allows for a more... complicated image. Truffaut is my favorite for this with Rules of the Game. Because of the type of film (black and white, probably silver nitrate) the film is able to catch light much more easily allowing multiple stories to be told in various layers of the background. With new HD video, this same technique becomes more readily available in DVs incredible aptitude towards deep focus. Thus, I think at least partially, Public Enemy's being filmed on digital video over film. Dillinger modeled himself after the old-style black and white movies that had the same deep range which, along with an in-your-face documentary style, Mann tried to imitate on DV.

Also, without restricting either case, one can easily combine the two with the analogue and digital FX (smoke in the room, or windows between characters WITH depth ala Douglas Sirk/Fritz Lang, using pools of plain and colored light ala Lansky or Revenge of a Kabuki Actor, etc.) Point being, with the possibilities available now to combine both depth of field and layering/filtering it is a very exciting time to be a part of cinema.

Also, for cool "filtery" movies, check out Blindness. Almost everything in there is filmed through a surface of some sort or another.
hopelessaddict:
I think I just might be in love with you
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Wednesday, April 18, 2007


Hear that thumping?

Head Against Wall

Numerically dissected
Done up and chemically tested
Soul suckered and mother approved
Fed and bred into plastic tubes
Infected injected
Electro-shocked and bed-rested
Messed up family
But who gives?
We have pills for pain
And we're paid to live
Soothed and smoothed over
Used like tissues
And tossed
Lost in current
Affairs that care
'Bout...
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sindri:
blush
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Catacombes of Blog.

TODAY:

Christ. Parties. Concerts. Oi. Blugh.

Cutting curtains and star-crossed bonanzapans. I need to learn to remember faces and names. I swear. Guh. This is why I need no more booze. Maybe my memory will come back. And maybe my glory hole will open with the hymns of the heaven's legions and my farts will smell like cinnamon buns. The world will...
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This is for anyone who cares/is interested/isn't my family.

I woke up about 30 minutes ago shrieking. Not just a scream, but a shriek. I was terrified by it. I don't know what I was scared of but I think that I don't care. There is something the matter with who and what I am.

People are fucking in both apartments adjacent to me, according...
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Sorry, just saw an ad about guessing Paris Hilton's correct height and winning $500 in gift certificates or something.

There are so many things wrong with this picture. It has made me significantly unsettled.

The rest of what I want to say is trapped in my head, echoing in a virtual stutter as incomprehensable as the logic behind ads like this.


Oh, and I got...
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