ypsilanti's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- when he was running i cried my eyes out. i had to try really really hard not to freak out and bawl and bellow. it was a thin line between feeling empathy at the saddest movie i've ever seen and opening a gate for everything that's been hurting me and building up for the past six or seven years. at points the sadness i was watching or thinking about made me unable to feel the tips of my fingers. everyone should see this film, "Dancer In The Dark", starring bjork. there's been this theme of hopelessness running through the days lately, ornamented by people exposing me to the most hopeless stimuli that's readily available to them. we watched "Sid & Nancy" for the first time.. another dramaticly sad and faltering film. it finished at three am, and when you went to take the garbage out you nearly screamed because it was so creepy and ghoulish outside. it was more fog than i've ever seen in my life. a totaly wash. there are about ten days left for me in michigan. i take a chance everytime. listening to the turtles. conceptualizing the horror-documentary "Night Of The Living Hound", which is presented as a horror film, but actually just footage of an average night in the life of a hound. The dog happens to be alive (therefore, he is the "Living Hound") and goes about his events as any other hound would, barking, bighting and tearing through the night at a remarkably slow pace. oh to jump. is it time for you to settle down? though your sadness and tiredness keep my spirits up. and the guns and greif that is in your heart, is what a deputy lives for. without you, deputies exist. no voice to broadcast feelings with. if with short-sighted and open-ended action, then with old things waiting to be new, running through the days like walking. he held hands with his own ideas, held up on a rail of rain. let go through the wires of coincidence. his heart beat so fast his heart beat so fast his heart beat so fast no one could tell when he was lying his heart beat so fast no one could tell when he was running 19:01:57 - 2000-10-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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