Quote-y goodness!

They're like literary Wheaties!!!

You all know me well enough to know I'd usually choose something profound and somber but today I'm feeling chipper so they're somewhat comical and offensive (okay, really tastelessly offensive). Despite their questionable nature they're still profound in someway. Enjoy!!


"Only for now! (Sex!)
Is only for now! (Your hair!)
Is only for now! (George Bush!)
Is only for now!

Don't stress,
Relax,
Let life roll off your backs
Except for death and paying taxes,
Everything in life is only for now!"

-"For Now" Avenue Q The Musical

Why do I enjoy such a profoundly tasteless quote? Because it's honest, it's funny, and most of all it's true. Though I rarely give an explicit definition of why I try to live life without fighting against the impermanence of it all, my mantra is the above song. These words have gotten me through some of the hardest times in my life. Buddhists define pain as clinging to the things in life that are impermanent, as most things are. Change is one of the only guarantees and the sooner someone learns this, the easier his life will be. This doesn't mean giving up entirely but rather learning to "roll with the punches" and keep going. This quote is about not letting the things in life that suck keep you from achieving what you want. Remember, all of life is only "For Now."


"We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?"
-Marianne Williamson


I recently discovered this quote on the homepage of S.A.R.K. (Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy) who is one of my favorite authors. I love it because it pushes people to recognize and revel in their inner fabulousness, something most folks rarely do. People rarely recognize or validate their own creativity claiming they "aren't good enough." I think this movement of self doubt should be done away with; people need encouragement. We watch a handful of "celebrities" act out these fantasy lives, claiming all the glory and recognition for themselves, and then we doubt that we have a right to be amazing. Children should be allowed to believe that they are inherently good people, they are wonderful humans and they have a right to shine and be recognized. Never let anyone take your right to be an amazing human being, and never let anyone tell you that you aren't amazing because, honestly, everyone in the world has something inside them that makes them unlike anything or anyone else. Shine.

An Open Letter to Rush Hour

Dear Rush Hour,

I understand your excitement at your release from the work day and your frustration at wanting to get home but I have to say that our relationship is starting to bore me. You leave me sitting for at least 30 minutes waiting for you to move or show signs of life.

At first the rush was exciting and I got caught up in your slow, easy pace. Now I see you for what you are: a carbon monoxide emitting, smog addling, fossil fuel wasting time leech. And it’s not just your environmental impacts that are starting to hurt our relationship, we also want different things. I want to go places and see things; you want to clog the roadways and slow life down interminably. I can’t see us working out.

Not only do you waste my time, you push me around. I feel abused when you don’t let me change lanes, merge, or make it through the stoplight ahead. Furthermore you never remain consistent, you are everywhere I want and need to go. You block exits I need to take, you place construction zones on streets I need to use, you close lanes when I least expect it. Worst of all you put “Turn Only” lanes when I need to go straight and “No Turning” lanes when I need to turn. Why do you have such a personal vendetta against my vehicular freedom?

As much as I want to understand and help you, this situation is beyond my ability. I suggest you seek help. Find alternative routes of travel, seek out public transportation, and find support in a carpool. I hope you see the error of your ways soon, and make an effort to change. Please, don’t count on me to be among the masses of victims you consume each day across the country. I’m finished wasting my time sitting and waiting for you to move.

Good Luck
Kate Taylor

Broken Flight

Wings fluttering hard
Against cement
Flecked with obsidian
This cuts my fingers
Turns them white with torn layers of skin

Tiny wings:
Colored to hide in wooded secrecy
Stand proudly against the drab grey of the morning
Shadowed pavement cold
Inches from the blinding sun

Small and helpless
Wings softer than silk
Are trying to fly
Panic desperate
Faith and fear
Keep you fluttering
Beating your wings

Tiny
Cannot fly
Your soft body heaving hard
Again
And again
Against the shard-walk

You are not strong enough to live
You will die soon
As Darwin dictated
You will have to sacrifice yourself
Waiting anguished
Extinguishing in pain
To serve another creature

Waiting pain
Quietly and quickly end it
Save you
By killing you

But is it right of me to take your life?
Which you seem to cling to
As you cling to my finger
In my cupped child-hands
You spend your energy
Not escaping

Soft wings
You leave cold dust on my hands

I am cursed
Steinbeck’s simpleton
You are soft
Contact comforting

Was it mercy that I killed you?
Is it ever mercy that kills?
Can you forgive me for what I did to you?
I’m sorry

I wish I could have seen you fly.

Greatest Site EVER!!!!

So boredom has dictated that I find something to do on el inter-web. This said I scowered Google for something worth my interest. Lo and Behold I have found the Holy Grail of RANDOM!!!!

http://www.superbad.com/ - it makes no sense, you randomly click your way through a series of webpages/images but it is infinitely fascinating because it has no logic to it. It goes on forever. Long Live Surrealism!!

http://www.intute.ac.uk/artsandhumanities/cgi-bin/fullrecord.pl?handle=artifact565 - the origins of SuperBad. it all makes sense.

if that doesn't suit your fancy pick something else
http://www.bored.com/