Final Fantasy

Rollerskate home, cook a big pot of pepper soup and bake a strawberry rhubarb pie. Then I’m going to put on Felt’s “The Splendour Of Fear” and watch the sun go down from the roof of my house. Then I’ll play my violin until my baby comes home.

says Owen Pallet.
I told my friend I wish people always spoke like that. She replies, "if everyone did, then we wouldn't have people like Owen, and the fantasy wouldn't exist."
wise woman.
There is a modesty and eloquence in a person who chooses to live a frank and mild life. The amateur and muse who flirts with culture, but who is on better accord with themselves. Occasions are not essential, and they are alien to schedule. Nothing requires anniversary, why repeat the past.
I get lost in my head much too often. Forgive me, I'm a Pisces. It hurts me as much as it entertains me. My placebo reality.
So my friends are beginning to get their acceptance letters for university. They're growing up fast, becoming actual adults and holding firm to the steady relationship with their ripened selves. I'm in a state of retrogress. I keep saying goodbye to patterns I find in my personality and starting binge romantic relationships with new characteristics.
Today I dressed up and biked to the market. Bought some coffee and flowers for mama.
I was in France.
I went to the apothecary and bought essence of lavender/vanilla/honey/rosewood.
I'm going to being to create my own perfume.
I'm beginning to realize that my imagination is only as vague as how aggressively choose to embrace it. I'm gung ho. I accept that I wish and fantasize more than I act. I have a trunk of persona's to pick from, a well of out-fits, and a pocket size portion of patience. I used to fear change, but as I've grown I see that my old pants don't fit as well as these new ones do. So I choose to live in my disillusioned world and choose to actually act on my impulses rather than cope with the idea of doing it. I'm not too fond or good at coping. With every new activity I take up I achieve a new piece of wisdom for my arsenal.

Individuation is giving up. There's too much to discover about yourself to be fully self aware. I think its impossible. And that's OK.
When there's an end in sight then the work you do is to achieve that one goal.
When you have no end, no goal, your work becomes your life. it is not a necessity but a series of choices. and your live life to fulfill every moment, to find consistent happiness. Live simply. You don't push or try, because you simply realize that you must exist. one shouldn't be consumed with writing a story.
Fuck you Jung.
I make my own archetypes. I live them.

take away for today:

http://www.howietsui.com/

an amazing illustrator/animator/artists
i have the privilege of seeing some of his new work this fall during the International Animation Festival.