My Dream Many Years Ago Would've Been

One Thing That The Internet Has Created Is The Sense That Information Is At Your Fingertips, When It's Really Only A Very, Very Limited, Specific, And Slanted Kind Of Information.

There's Nothing That Compares To Watching That Final Of Charles Mee’s 'the Glory Of The World' Play At Bam17 To 20 Minute Sequence In One Sitting. It Fills You With A Giddy Energy Watching That. Then, Being Gifted With The Silence That Follows...i've Never Had A Theatrical Experience Like That Before, I'm Sure.

Sometimes We Need To Tell Ourselves That We're Not Going To Do Certain Things, Just In Order To Stay Sane.

I Have More Respect For Somebody Who Points At His Ideal - In This Case, The Ideal Of The Pirate - And Then Becomes Something That's More Radical, More Exciting, More Subversive Than A Pirate Could Ever Be.

I Feel Like, For Me, Reading Thomas Merton Is Like “wait A Minute, This Is A Rabbit Hole. This Isn’t A Gateway Or A Ticket To Anything Except Itself”. When You're A Ways Into It, You're Five Pages In, 20 Pages In, 30 Pages In, It Seems Like One Of The More Oxymoronic Undertakings You Could Attempt.