Love Is An Exploding Cigar

You Keep Seeing Your Picture On Posters That You Are Missing But You're Not. That'd Be Weird, Right? Or Say You Look Down At The Sidewalk And Earthworms Are Spelling Your Name. Or You Open A Peanut Bag And The 'hello' Is Written In Your Writing On The Inside Of The Shell. Would That Weird Ya?

When We Finish A Book, Why Do We Hold It In Both Hands And Gaze At It As If It Were Somehow Alive?

For Horror Movies, Color Is Reassuring Because, At Least In Older Films, It Adds To The Fakey-ness.

When You Start To Think Of The Arts As Not This Thing That Is Going To Get You Somewhere In Terms Of Becoming An Artist Or Becoming Famous Or Whatever It Is That People Do, But Rather A Way Of Making Being In The World Not Just Bearable, But Fascinating, Then It Starts To Get Interesting Again.

What Year Is It In Your Imagination?