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About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.

another job interview today. this time on Skype. there i was, blathering away these incoherent meandering answers, only to find when I eventually stopped blathering that the audio had cut out and my interviewers had not heard a single thing … Continue reading

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when you were poked and paraded, led astray and humiliated… me

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watching kayakers kayak along the Chicago River yearning for oneness with the elements distracted by the sewage that cast a pall in the water and in the air the kayers were undeterred. actually they floated on. but lo, I could … Continue reading

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another thing about summer is how it smells like flowers or trees or walnuts or deodorant or people who might be well served by deodorant or beer or too much cologne too much perfume  or tar… or spores.  you are … Continue reading

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Would you like to use your bag refund as a donation to people you are not likely to ever encounter on the street?

I know there are more charitable ways to live…  beyond donating my bag refund at Whole Foods. today the heart shut down. again. general irritation with everyone at work, except for S who is genuinely nice to me. I don’t … Continue reading

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there’s always the question as to why robots often treat us as if we are robots

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more blueberries

they were blueberries blueberries succeeding in keeping us alive

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the night almost collapsed upon my head like a rainbow trout leaping into canoe but soon i came to realize it was only the humidity today, a fortuitous event… working with blind children at the gym, utterly deeply profoundly heart-opening … Continue reading

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lightning in the distance

my timing has been off all day. like, tonight… trying to capture the skyline of the wondrous lightning storm with my iphone camera, snapping photo after photo, always the lightning striking in between the photos. that’s kind of like how … Continue reading

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bread crumbs

it’s been an “interesting” weekend. I was prompted by a librarian friend to go to a conference of librarians, even though I could not afford the exorbitant registration fee. but it was quite easy to sneak in. Like, do they … Continue reading

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the firewalls of decency have shredded my past i was just another servant who was built to last but the errors of my ways got me circling fast around the bend and back again an unceasing lover and an unseemly … Continue reading

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fat burner

i have made the strange discovery that unfocused possibly unrequited infatuation is an excellent fat burner, equivalent to at least 5 hours of cardio workouts per day. since I met J  20 days ago, i have lost an average of … Continue reading

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your memory is my inferno my dust is your shell me (again)

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Solitude is just another fetish me

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D&A

i’ve been thinking a lot these days about detachment and adaptation. wondering which is which. how to get from one to the other. in my childhood,  i developed my detachment skills quite well, as a shield  to protect my psyche … Continue reading

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