All the light all the light all the light. May at least some of it, even with its rough edges, come upon us all, you & I.
I do not know how to do this
To put it simply: I cried. We poets always leave those things out
and focus on the birds at the feeder, as if they could tell us anything, ever.
— From Poem for the Novelist Whom I Forced to Write a Poem by Daniel Nester
Look, I’m going to interrupt you: There are two ways to think about this existence we have. One of them is that it’s Wednesday and it’s three fifteen and we’re talking here in my home, and at four o’clock I have to leave for another meeting. Now, that’s a reality. But there’s another reality. We’re in the solar system of a second-rate star, three quarters of the way out on a spiral arm of an average galaxy in a thing called the Local Group. And ours is only one of billions of galaxies, each of which has billions of stars. Some star systems are binary, and there could be a planet that revolves around a center of gravity between two binary stars. So you’d have two sunrises and two sunsets every day. One could be a red giant, the other a white dwarf; two different-sized, -shaped and -colored suns in the sky. And there might be other planets and comets. In other words, fuck Wednesday, fuck three fifteen, fuck four o’clock, fuck the United States, fuck the earth. It’s all temporal bullshit. I like thinking about being out there and not thinking about the corporate structure, not worrying about freedom and not worrying about guns. I chose a life of ideas. That entertains me. That nourishes me. And that’s why I run from this conversation.
#ProjectFilmSupply from The Music Bed on Vimeo.
The commissioned poem I did for The Music Bed ? Well the video they used it for is done! They’re using it to launch their contest/campaign Project Film Supply, where filmmakers submit their story idea and the winner will be backed. It’s a pretty awesome contest, and I think the video came out pretty tasty too. I don’t enjoy watching or hearing myself but in spite of that, I think there’s a lot of lovely in the above. Get all the low down on the contest here.
We should all like nice giants. We should all be nice giants.
"Do you have any advice for other fishermen?"
"You have to sneak up on them and catch them real fast. And you have to wear boots. I once caught a monster fish that went all the way up to the sky like a giant. I like giants. But not mean giants. I like nice giants."