who said bomb

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rlJWIKvapzA&feature=related

if everything always exists

if everything always exists, your past and future selves and every event and every thing is happening and living all the time continually than what does time mean. Is it a way of communicating with a specific self or action. This is how time works as a continuous, simultaneously events that can perhaps begin but never end.

Lucretius says that every entity is constantly shedding a super thin, almost weightless sheath of itself, and these images of things are flying about all the time.

And babies can see things that are no longer alive because their eyes pick up different kinds of energy.

So there is a continuum, and if we made a room that was self maintaining, and everything cold be copied of millions of times it would be like those sheaths flying about that we could see.

we can communicate forwards and backwards with a time capsule. If it flies, the space it flies through may not have any specific time. And if I dig a hole and bury something it will inevitable be found. maybe not until the future when there will be no ground left? One day, someone will find our landfills. We already mine them for aluminum.

I'm going to record myself doing several actions.
digging holes and burying things
letting balloons go
cracking geodes

maybe
wheeling around an empty cart
changing my clothes

on a completely opposite notes we are almost ready for our objects to have conversations. Nonverbal communication conversations of sounds. The teapot, the coffee pot, the toaster and the lamp are talking. It's a little bit like the brave little toaster, a little. A kitchen that has conversations about forgetting sounds, frightened sounds, sarcastic sounds, waking sounds, disaster sounds. It's the intonation in our voices, these what could be automate responses. how we communicate with our bodies and faces removed. disembodies reactions and noises of wondering and shock!

some things one of them i made backwards

nature/technology

something emily said in class today reminded me of some thoughts I had earlier in the summer. When I was at the science museum, they had all these space pods and such i may have written about this already, but they had drawings and diagrams of them and to me, with tier large bodies and little feet they resembled viruses or cells really closely, and I thought about how we make things sort of in our image in a way, or how we believe parts of ourselves or things in nature look we mirror in the things we make. interstingly this was a device for transportation. it was a pod that looks like some sort of cellular transportation device.

more on time capsules

i saw a kite stuck in a tree, and in Germany, I passed by a wedding that was taking place in the town square, and everyone let a balloon go with a good wish.

on time

i recently re read slaughter house five, and was thinking a lot about time, and how everything is always happening, and how an event would be backwards, or a catastrophic event backwards, like the bombs being sucked back into the planes.

stange

on the grassy hill at penland there was a real, shaggy llama eating grass next to a newspaper fake llama that kind of looked like a pinata. it stood on very stiff legs on top of the hill.

I was thinking a lot about being home, and how every time I come home my dad washes my sheets and makes my bed for me, and inevitably I get a phone call from someone warning me that due to this project or that there will be piles of stuff in my room. so it never looks the same, but my bed is always made.

a familiar drive

I was thinking a lot about home a familiarity. I recorded the drive from my house to anton's. my favorite part is where there is this giant red boat parked on the sidewalk, a gas station on either side of the street, both looking worn. The boat is tilted on the uneven ground, and is just this giant beached vessel, balancing its weight on the concrete sidewalk. at night is is usually a little foggy and the yellow lights from the street lamps make it look really beautiful. it always looks so big and so solitary, but also really strange that a giant red boat is parked on the sidewalk. it's for sale.

I was telling everyone about the blop in the cabinet. when you bake something and it overflows and there are funny shaped blops of cake or whatnot on the side. when we were in germany, auntie evelin baked a cake and i went into the cabinet to look for something and the blop was sitting there on a plate, saved for something, and it stayed there all week. it might still be there.

at a reststop in virginia a boy is shooting at the highway

a worm on my table

the drive to nc, somewhere in the shenendoah valley, reedeem your worship coins here

a day on martha's vineyard

i dug through the sand and found things, but then i deleted the video
and somebody lost their keys
the moon from the ferry