March 2011
29 posts
February 2011
33 posts
“Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous...”
– Virginia Woolf (Modern Fiction)
Maximalist
A friend of mine, in a conversation about my future plans, referred to me as a maximalist and told me it’s great that I am one. I never heard this term before so I looked it up and this is what it says, according to Daryush Shokof (a Iranian artist, film director, philosopher, writer, art director, etc living in Germany), who founded maximalism in arts:
Maximalism believes in life as the...
Kurva!!
Me: Kurva!!!!!!
Virg: kurvandalism, yes its a terrible crime and a problem of modern society.. all the poor vandalized kurs out there... nice save?
Me: your wit disgusts me :)
Chubs
Me: Studmuff! you better catch some good-lookin fishies for me =) they have to be uber sexy! you got that?? yes?? ok thanks.
Virg: ho har har well I hear they have recently introduced a new fish into the lake which is extremely greasy, yellow, and smelly. It is called a chub, no jokes. I thought of you when I heard its description. I will try to catch one for you :)
Me: lol you are a hippo fart. When are you coming back?
Virg: never coming back, gonna live with the chubs forever now.
Me: I hope you and chubs make many beautiful slimy yellow bebes and live forever in the cold shrinking iceland,
Virg: they stank, I left. They complained you never write.
Me: oh? ok then. Dear chubs, you sound like the unfulfilled dream of some horny 67 year old man, trapped in the body of Virgil Pawlowski who is about to fish you out...
Testicalitis?
Me (on fb) : Me thinks Virgil P has a grown an extra pair of testicles after messing with my status today.
Farru: There's nothing wrong with having an extra pair of testicles.
Me: why, are you growing some?
Farru: I happen to have 3 extra pairs - One for when I play sports, one for when I'm at work and one for when I go swimming (they help me stay afloat).
Me: lol jesus too many testicles around. What happened to the good ol' days??
Virg: I was born with one irregularly immense gonad.
Me: i read gonorrhea instead of gonad.
Cheesecake Madness
Me: I am going to make a Philadelphia cheesecake with Oreo.
Roho: Oh damn! that sounds so good! I made a cheesecake once. It was intense.
Me: What happened to it?
Roho: I ate it and got fat.
Me: lol! Remember Roho, a moment on your lips is a lifetime on your hips.
Roho: hahaha!
Me: Memorize that!
Roho: Damn...that's why i can't shake off fat chicks! One drunken night and they're stuck on you forever.
Me: Omg you are soo bad! lol
shades
Sometimes your life stares you in the face, like a blank and empty white sheet of paper with no words on it. You squint your eyes real hard to see the words, but all you can find are a few drops of red.
Blood. Little droplets of blood.
It comes out of a living and breathing creature, hidden underneath the skin, running like a train trailing in the distance, a warm streak of palpable red. It is...
And then
There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found While journeying east and west - The only folks we really wound Are those we love the best.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
“So is the equivalent of the Vagina Monologue like Penis Dictionary or something?”
– Virg on one of his epic comparisons
The Universe
I rediscovered these few lines from one of my favorite poems by T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, all over again:
Would it have been worthwhile,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question
This poem has taught me so many valuable life lessons. I am so in love with it.
“I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and...”
– Pablo Neruda
