Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

idylls

 I have not been idle, pursuing the truth.

I recognize the patterns of existence, hear the harmonies of the Universe.

Everything counts - Faust
Everything is negotiable - Dip-1
Negotiation must go on, regardless of circumstances - Ron
Help yourself by helping me - Greg

We cannot control our emotions but we don't have to be controlled by our emotions

Where there is life, there is hope

The Universe has a wicked sense of humor.  Sometimes you can hear it laughing at me.  I laugh at the Universe.  We have that kind of relationship.

Beauty is its own genius.

Driving home from taking the kids to a church-party, I ran across a van full of pretty young ladies.  The chick driving turned out to be a dude, which was good for him, as he wasn't all that pretty as a lady.  "I love your curls," a cute blonde shouted from the shotgun, "and I know you love my hair.  I know you want me."

I blew her a kiss, which the dude dodged.  Squeals of delight erupted from within.  The coeds in the back seat began to wave frantically.  I blew another kiss and they dissolved into giggles.

This episode was very unlike me.  I have come to recognize that people see me differently than I see myself.  By remaining calm within as I confront the varieties of experience, I remain present and able to recognize the visions bestowed.

We took a late-night tour which ended at Cafe Brazil.  I switched tables after a while, disconcerted by the artificial daylight of the light we sat beneath, confusing our waitress enough to delay my midnight snack of toast d'France.  They gave us the toast and our coffee for free. 

Malinov

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