dear reader,
what if
every thought
every feeling
every action
that wasn’t,
got filed under
:in another life:
but you said americants…
yesididbut we’re starting in the abstract macro for this three parter, and will zoom in from there. going from cant to can. find patience within the unknown dear one.
now you’re just obscuring the obscure for fun.
paul auster is a cool writer, like salsa dancing barefoot in the snow. like a bead of sweat rolling down on a knife’s edge.
auster’s novel 4321 redefined the way i see the world around me. it changed the way i exist, and experience existence, as every novel (artwork, really) with ambition should strive to do- to change the way we exist.
auster introduces us to archie ferguson
at the character(s’)’s conception
then the novel cracks
as if dropped from a height
into four different archie fergusons
who the reader then follows
through four different lives
it was someone’s manifestation of
:in another life:
that cracked me
by extension
demonstrated
4321 by paul auster is a demonstration
of how to dance between the timelines
how to roll between Selfs
one of my favorite random occurences in chicago, any city im sure, is when you find yourself walking across the street from someone
with someone, on the same route for an extended time. the intimacy of this at night, especially. the glowing streetlights of ‘whats going to happen’ from across the street. its impossible for you not to be walking together, if only within a slice of recognition. the recognition of ‘just’.
i think the word intimacy has a sexy stigma associated with it.
like
for something to be intimate, itsgottabe sexy
like how contentment always has a rust next to happy
community is intimacy
maybe intimacy is what community is built on
maybe community is
love is
1+1=11
two individual ones standing alongside each other
instead of the codependent oppressive puddling of
1+1=2
of americants
lets reclaim stolen words
(part two of americants)
so we can improve through patience
so we can demonstrate in our individual ways
so we can build the curriculum for change
reign it in
before it’s lost
(whatever your ‘it’ is)
i need you
we need you
you needs you
lets find love in the oddness
in our oddities
lets put our money where our mouths are
(unless you are one the ‘rats are cute’ people. theres no money there. if yer a rat people- maybe take five on the bench.)
(there are benches in football, right?)
happy stupor bowl 2025
we can
if we want to.
i with you,
you with i,
alongside us
with a nuzzle in tbe crook of your neck,
as a known friend,
