The course last night was good, I’ll be recording and posting just about all of it, so stay tuned. Last night’s nourishment– a very loosely defined routine that is working out well. (enable quicktime and double click the image … Continue reading
Author Archives: obsidian duck
The apartment is quickly turning back to Bushido Dojo, emptying out, growing larger, growing peaceful. I woke up early and spent some time looking around while the coffee brewed and the eggs fried. Big spaces get better wafts of cookery, … Continue reading
7:30am First snow of the year and it’s January 21st. Makes one nervous, like maybe next year we won’t get any at all. My perception of what we should get in NYC is skewed, though, because the last few winters … Continue reading
12:35am. Nope, I do give a fuck. I might reflect often, and it might cause problems, but I’d definitely rather care. Caring less would be like castration, which would be like dying. The thing that keeps me from people is … Continue reading
1:35am. You can go as far as you want, but people try to slow you down, mostly. I’ve learned it pretty much everywhere. They don’t understand you. You have to pretend that they do, that they’re even really there, just … Continue reading
2:47am. Sometimes when I lie in bed sleeplessly like this I move my pillow to the side so I can put my ear on my mattress and hear my heart beat through the springs. Sometimes it beats out of me. … Continue reading
”Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” -Martin Luther King Jr. I feel similarly. My version goes something like this: “Our lives don’t matter if we’re silent about the things that do, and … Continue reading
I woke up in the afternoon after catching up on sleep and recovering from a later-than-usual night. I get baguettes from my favorite supermarket some weekends, and that began after learning that if you stick them in the oven for … Continue reading
I spent most of the day yesterday in meetings with one of the wealthiest philanthropists in the country, essentially making a pitch for something I made for studying material objects over the web. Here’s a recording of part of the … Continue reading
Every 3-4 months I end up getting tossed out of old patterns and routines. Something happens and I realize I’m no longer where I was, and it creates an overwhelming urge to change my situation, surroundings, influences… everything. It usually … Continue reading

