I'm the one who likes to talk about Stanley Kubrick. How I watched a documentary on the conspiracy theory that he in fact faked the moon landings. With his expertise in filming 2001: a space odyssey, I would hire him. Did I believe it for a day or so? Yes. Totally convinced. But I also think that Mr. Kubrick is such a genius that maybe, just maybe he wanted you to think he was hired to film and fake the moon landings. (btw, thanks Kym Stromberg for sending me the video) I would put a link to what I watched but its since been deleted. There is this though, that is coming out shortly at Sundance.
But not everyone is interested in hearing about sci-fy crap. Except when I met Lucie at art and soul portland. She and her husband and I, over a couple glasses of wine, talked Kubrick with much enthusiasm.
I am an introvert. You may not know that. I do like being around other folks. I'm a high-functioning introvert. Sometimes a moment in solitude fills me right up. So if I seem, Not on....I'm not.
I have a thick, southern accent. When I was in Portlandia......um, I mean Portland, I visited with some doggie friends passing by and their parents said "you are a transplant". Yes, I've been mistaken for Aussie and Irish. I know you are jealous.
So I'll leave you here with a poem I wrote at the be present retreat:
this girl she.....
favors dolls and the frenzy of an arcade on a friday night.
she decides that playing hide and seek outside is an escape
crouching and running, she all of a sudden forgets the slamming door.
screaming voices mean nothing anymore
because the air in her lungs is moving to quickly to pause and ponder
so what if i have to help momma count pennies
roll them up
counting to 50
each one smelling of dirty hands
each holding a silent heartache
the clinking sound
until they mean that the tank is filled
the snow comes and holds there for 2 weeks
not melting before Christmas morning, I pray
i watch my little sister laugh and i somehow want to protect her