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Wednesday, July 06, 2011

listening

So what's cool is, after going to a free workshop on DJing, I can listen to some music a bit better and hear stuff, sort it out, and know more about some processes. A dream came in the morning, and it was rather a push towards endeavors more artistic. A person floats and looks at buildings, but where is the formal knowledge of architecture in the memory banks? There was a funny I love NY sculpture, layered of hearts, that childhood state. And photography through a cell phone camera but wishing for a better one. And venturing up stairs, and a room which could be a dangerous place or contain a suspicious character was somewhere back there. But just go up. The Garden is still nice. The Garden as a concept seems like a Victorian maid girl going out to sniff a flower at night, before the young man who "ruined" her, or something...Why do those old thought forms hang around? Weird how a 21st century person could be affected. And there's parks. And the others who lived on the land that's been made into parks. And Dante. And so many people's thoughts on Dante, and other folks... Bette Davis Eyes, Betty Davis, Bette Davis.

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