why drinking? Always!
i should try that
i love old knowable things
everything! Bigger out West
generalization, but ok (I do the same)
morning person for sure
practical vs. artsy
is romanticism irrational, or just differently rational?
put ice under your hat
this whole thing is so **** Hollywood.
i dislike hierarchies- they’re simplifications
but they should!
superficially he’s not really here
he’s trying, rather poorly, to fill the spaces with something other than thought
i see a maze where you take every left
whoa guys whoa
but he doesn’t
thought for the sake of thought is dangerous
never truth, only conjecture
but is it a human invention?
ah the perfect example
i am so intrigued by this unusual phrasing
building a base
quite bitter, this one
i’m bringing the whole thing down
meet an old friend for the first time
i can’t draw a straight line
as he tries so hard to be
sounds like me when I’m vague
too much trust in technology
this reminds me of Ishmael
*** *** ***!
it’s all making so much sense now
familiar but ever-changing is what I want
when the only possible solution is go nuts- go nuts.
he’s a driven man
let me think
you need to narrow the lens
yes yes yes yes yes
no immediate penalty
why do people need so many rules, rubrics and objectivity?
what’s wrong with a little mystery?
trying to define quality
the problem with philosophy is incomplete definitions to important words
hmmm, I disagree
using a lot more ellipses
a noble ambition
should just bend and snap from this wind already
so much of the world is already inferred
i hate Socrates for this
the problem with words
an example, but what does it prove?
eliminate the knife!
hurts my head with its obviousness
aah, I see
a little cloudy, but there’s some sun
he’s entering rarified air
story of my life
he’s losing me
numbers are a human invention, after all
this is over my head
be in the open country with someone
a generalist, too
i am most productive on coffee
a philosopher could write a 1000 page novel on the question “Are we alive?” And I could just say “Yes” and be done with it
let’s explode them
up the mountain, down to the ocean
he’s getting absolutist again
here- have your cake and eat it too
back on track
getting tired of the lack of transition
like the houses on the way to Atherton
you’ve said this 500 times, let’s see it already
it’s slackening for me
how to BE the motorcycle
i hate twilight depression
i want a motorcycle
loves dividing things
this is all preparation
completing the flow chart
this used to be me, but I’m getting better
fix yourself before the machine
degrees of specificity, scope
a sense of the inner pressure
time away from noise and people helps him peer into that contradiction, that void
so ready to give in
intense… full of something
i know the problem-
it’s wild, but safe
too long this has built up
part three was terrible
he’s experiencing universal loneliness
no more dams!
so much between the lines
battle of wits, I’m having fun
stop, eat, drive, eat, sleep, drive, etc
it’s moving too fast for me to keep up
but this requires a restructuring of thought and
* Note to the reader. The below poem was 100% taken in order of page from the scribbled notes in an old copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. The author of the erudite scribbles is unknown and I am indebted to their depth, humor and zest.