A Clown On Fire
death
Through a Glass Window
Mom and I were laughing. We hadn’t spent any time together lately, and to be sitting beside her, exchanging offensive jokes was a welcome distraction. Mom was living by herself in a quaint apartment north of Montreal. I was living with my girlfriend in the heart of downtown. We were both working, both caught up … Continue reading
The Blues and The Abstract Truth II
You have harmonized your weakest beat, and have freed yourself from the blues; your death plays on constant rotation. Get up to a different song, switch the catalog, mute the void, count cadence skip a beat downbeat out beat play outside The Multiplication Table. Abstracting your death numbs the pain. A gut-ripping trip back to your legacy, … Continue reading
My Intellectual Property
It was this Do Make Say Think song that played when I began writing this post. Listen to it while you read – it might [somewhat] convey the peaceful mood I was in at the time. They’re also Canadian. Everything I own and know, I brought along to Nova Scotia – overpacked suitcases of underwear to … Continue reading
Nova Scotia
Last year, our family took a vacation in Nova Scotia. It was my first visit to the Maritimes. We toured a historical village, we swam in the ocean, and Le Clown touched a horse – I even saddled one… I showed these Maritimers what Le Clown was made of: pure-manly-man-testosterone-man-over-animals fibers. I made Darwin smile in his … Continue reading
Journey to the End of the Night
“That is perhaps what we seek throughout life, that and nothing more, the greatest possible sorrow so as to become fully ourselves before dying.” ― Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night I visited my father’s grave for the first time yesterday – 16 years after his death. We stayed a whopping 20 minutes, tops. … Continue reading
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