frequency modulation - january 2, 2007

leaving the 2 portions of my perforated NYE ticket intact, i declined the opportunity to communally welcome the so-called new year as much from a disinclination to mingle with strangers in the clamour and clang of poorly executed music (though "executed" is entirely apt) that continued until 4am, as from a very real sense of the slipperiness of time. this sense emerged from my awareness that, for most (all, really) of the people i love, their welcome would necessarily follow mine through the exigencies of longitude.

i was embarrassed, once again, by time.

my embarassment melted into my unique brand of compulsive despair, through which i pushed with my first truly "western" television experience since leaving canada: i watched most of collateral (tom cruise, jamie foxx, jada pinkett-smith) on HBO. i missed only the most superficially significant portion, that being anne's soliloquy from the rear seat of max's cab on her experience of the practice of law. (of course, the less superficially significant message of following through toward one's life aim--by improvisation, movement, change--i caught singlehandedly...once again.)

so NYE 2006 was, viewed from this perspective, a dramatic success

i leave colva beach tonight for a 10-hour, overnight bus ride to hampi (vijayanagar) in karnataka. i've roughly sketched my approach to the widely-scattered ruins according to my arrival and departure times in relation to the sunset and sunrise. (especially as one ages, proper lighting is essential.)

random pointmoment in spacetime....

...a modification to my expressed hope for posthumous dispersal: when sprinkling my ashes--and please do sprinkle, as scattering is far too solemn--please divide them more or less evenly between brad pitt and john abraham. (enough of the old black & white shit.)

we pause now for station identification