Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Curious Case of Samuel Rutherford Fitzhugh

Sam R. F. was a common, very lovable fellow. He had his issues, but tried to live responsibly and respectfully. Twenty one years after his birth his situation began to deteriorate. He had many friends but none helped him. Each friend had the common assumption that he was getting help with some or another of his friends or at least his family. 
The point in this case is the fact that very kind, and generally responsible adults will let things and people fall between the cracks. 
In my life I have noticed that it happens when there is something seemingly small, something that is not very visible or pressing (sometimes it is something that I am emotionally disinclined towards) that I ignore.
I would like to give a small example. I told Jo that I was going to make her a mixed tape of some of my favorites songs. I put it off so long that people don't even make mixed tapes any more, some people don't even know what they are. And with out a word of apology or anything, I hope that it becomes forgotten.  Why do I act this way, hoping that it is forgotten? It is because I am embarrassed that it has gone on so long. I am ashamed that I didn't keep my word. To make the tape now would bring to light my disrespect and irresponsibility. 
There is another thing that I would like to say about this. How can a community of self- declared lovers, carers, i. e. Christ followers let people be miss treated, ignored, over used, disrespected, and  forgotten? I think it is because each person deceives themselves into thinking that the other person will take care of it. I see needs but don't do anything because I assume that someone else will take care of it. All I need to do is engage in some communication, ask someone about it.  
Or if I am having trouble getting the mixed tape done, "Just call Jo and tell her. She wont mind," I tell myself. Other wise she might forget or might remember and rightly feel disrespected. 
It usually takes two seconds and a butt load of initiative.  Or don't make the promise in the first place, or don't claim to be a Lover.
Man, what is the deal? I need to start changing if I care anything about love. I am sorry I have disrespected, I am sorry I haven't loved, mostly out of laziness, fear, insecurity and the like.

Monday, January 26, 2009

oh d town

I went to Dallas. There I attended graduation receptions. I ate expensive treats. One of the sweets was a green colored mousse in a dark chocolate cup. I ate many things. (on another note I am watching, over my shoulder, this made for TV movie and it is awful. The acting is terrible.)
I slack lined there with my brother. 
We visited the place where JFK was shot.
That is all for now.
bye
b

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Dallas

So What do former pres. bush and I have in common? Well one thing is that his furniture is going to Dallas or did a day or two ago and I am going to Dallas tomorrow.
My mom is graduating. I am going.
Oh Oh Oh to Dallas I am traveling
bye
love b

Friday, January 16, 2009

none

I am going to write some personal thoughts that shouldn't be minded. I haven't posted in a while and wanted to.

I was trying to figure out how to get to this place where I am right now, typing a post. I didn't realize it was found by clicking dashboard. I clicked next blog and I found a blog of an artist.
I sometimes claim that title. Sometimes it seems that most art I come across is awful, mine included. I have wanted to make art because I have had valuable experiences with some examples of it, but I don't want to add to the junk. I guess that it is a process, I just have to keep at it. Sometimes I think what I make is good but it doesn't seem to be making any waves.

It is fairly cold here right now and I like it.
I am really getting into slacklining. It is almost mysterious or mystical. All it is, is walking on a line but it seems more some how. It seems like careful cooperation with gravity (I would say a dance but that metaphor seems have become trite). Maybe it is the slim, bouncy quality of the line that gives a sense of non-physical activity. Maybe it is the sense of accomplishment, the overcoming of a difficult task. Maybe it reminds me of the hippie mountain folk of my younger years.
bye

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

hi

So I have been slacklining. It is fun I have a five foot piece of nylon webbing that I tie to two ropes and then stretch it between two trees. then I try to walk on it. the act is so nice so peaceful so enjoyable. although my feet get cold in the winter. I think i am going to go do that now 
bye 
b

None

My friend
bought me a pair of vibram five fingers. they are intended to give one the bare foot experience with out the sometimes troublesome event of things like two inches of glass firmly cleaving the bottom of one's foot asunder. hasn't these sharp objects ever been to a wedding- what God has joined let no man put asunder- oh it says man not sharp thing. my bad
oh I love them
let no man me and my five fingers put asunder

Hi

It is interesting how in michigan there might be a foot or more of snow that will disappear in a day or to because the rain washes it away.
Some metaphor could be drawn from this about sin or bad things being washed away.
a day or two is a short amount of time
peach out