Chercherles

The picture is not of me just one I feel close to.

Desperately trying to spread happiness while I have this exceptional feeling of things going right ends or doesn't. Oh sure, it can be really irritating compared to crippling depression.

I love getting outside. Love Sushi and Cajun cuisine.


Down to something a little more serious. I tend to be drawn to really ugly stories of desperation. I enjoy Ginsberg's description of Kerouac's short poem of being beat. If someone has the title of Kerouac's piece please send it to me. The upshot is that when you are utterly beat down by critics and society you can try anything in art.

I am curious to see the desperation and how characters act. Gogol's "Overcoat " , Kafka's The Trial (Why can't I underline?), and Dostoyevski's Crime and Punishment.

I am appalled by apathy and really enjoy Eilie Wiesel's harsh criticism of it. I do have ideas of my own. I thought it might be easier to give examples in other writer's work.

I am annoyed and amused by the American folly of forever ignoring History. There are parts of the country more dedicated to their local History. I do have to qualify the remark; I am not fond of generalizations but my frustration drives me to hyperbole and light smut. When I read about the repeated stupidity of investor's in the Stock Market's blindness to history during the dot com bubble or see people's right's eroded by both apathy and ignorance I can find it amusing or very sad and choose to see the comedy provieded by humanity.

Im all of this gloom, I love Ficcciones by Jorge Luis Borges and Bulgakov's Master and the Margarita. I once was close to an Indian man who said, " My god, life is full of such misery why make it worse? " There is my antinomianism which confuses readers.