Strictly Personal

Music is “The Secret.” Yes, it is that simple. Less thinking about thinking. More listening.

Listening, a.k.a. thinking outwards, entails an interest outside of yourself. You want rewards, sure there is plenty. Curiosity and compassion. You can’t help yourself any better. Well actually you can but that requires taste and taste is handed out unevenly.

Trust me, there is no easter egg to find in your brain. Stop searching.

Something that I have been doing a lot of thinking about since I moved from New York city to a small town outside of Raleigh. I have gotten fatter. I socialize less. The restaurants around here are all fast food, unless I go into Cary. Random adventures pop up in less frequency.

However, I get more done because I spend more time at home/ office. There is a space that you call your own. To enjoy your dog, to work on projects. There is room for all of this. Traveling in cars is less stressful than say the subways. But it is clearly less fun.

I think people’s expressions vary from suburbia to urban. Suburban’s smile fully. The city dwellers, however, are more expressive from moment to moment.

I wish there was more of a community feel in the suburbs. I don’t mean the neighborhood community association. I mean like artists coming together. There is not too many of them and they usually work in an insular environment.

Inspired to write this today because of this article.

I don’t expect too many people follow this blog (since it is top-secret). But for those that do, apologies for the constant changes to the look.

drop a bucket

drop everything

see all that holds you

believe those strokes are for a reason

sometimes they wander

sometimes they curl

when you step back

enjoy the pattern

never just see your wants

see rhythm

pleasure lies there

your mysticism also lies there

I wish more of my friends blogged, someplace they would write everyday, where I could check with them. There are times I don’t care about cool things or interesting things on the web but just my friends. How they are feeling? What mood they are in? People rarely do that.

Why the need for mystery?