10 November 2007 /
About To Retire
/ 6 COMMENTS
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Wow, its been a full year since you moved into that place. Moving on again, I see.
There was something in the way you wrote about clearing out that space, and turning a porn mag into an altar that was formative to me in a small way. I could never put my finger on it…
Good luck.
Namaste
This entry on porn as house clearing?
Finger away.
Ah, yes, more eloquent and paradoxically revealing while mysterious than I remembered it to be.
I shall have to bookmark it.
Looking deeper… no, wasn’t there a similar related post? I seem to recall a description of your space before you cleansed it…
This is a beautiful post. In, what, twelve paragraphs (and three of them one-liners) you’ve captured multiple “rites of passage” (for want of a better term) – in terms not only of where you live, but how you love, who you love, and your attitude to that love.
> it was saying fuck the moment, this is what I live for
Damn, but that has me thinking.
> You think I have a hard-on for the web because of some greater virtue? Fuck no, it’s the story: it’s that my story is there now, and I didn’t even have to do much but show up
And there you’ve captured so much of my own complicated relationship with the web. And the terror that led me to pull as much of mine off the web as I could – and the bitter sense of loss at having done so.
So – one awesome post.
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