It's the Daily Scream!

It's the Daily Scream!

I missed yesterday.

April 4th+5th 2020

photo on fedi also

It happens. The guilt will pass.

Yesterday I built a small wall along my path to the bus. There were all these bricks laying around and I wanted to put them to use. I also remade the firepit wall, before it had been half knocked over and trampled and many of the bricks were smashed, so I rebuilt it with only full bricks. I took the time to chisel off the all the mortar around all the old bricks so that they would stack cleanly.

I made some jam tonight. I picked black raspberries, loquats and mulberries. I didn't add anything, only boiling them down and evaporating the water. Ended up with slightly less then one pint jar of jam. mIEKAL said it should be fine in the fridge for weeks without any additives. Now I just need to get my flour.

There are three things I need to remember. I have forgotten two of them. The one thing that I still do remember is that two of the things have been forgotten.

I am sitting in my bus really wishing I had some snacks. I don't really have any snack food at all here. The closest thing to snack food I have currently is half a bag of goji berries. It was a full bag yesterday but then I started munching on them while watching something last night and ate way too many of them...

So I wrote the above paragraph and went into the house to look for a snack. While I was toasting a piece of bread in the kitchen, my roommate (sleep?) walked into the hallway and peed all all over the floor about three feet from the bathroom door. Either they were super drunk or sleep walking. But either way I have never seen someone randomly walk into a room and pee all over the floor.

Do I talk about all the things that happened today?

April 3rd

fedi photo post

Or do I go into detail as to what I learned from those things? Again with asking myself endless questions. That is all I really have are more questions. I did some serious cleaning today and that surely was a good thing.

I sit here across from a mirror. I don't think this mirror is helping my focus though so maybe I will have to move it. I finally have working internet in the bus thanks to a hacked wireless router that Mikey have me. Its even flashed to DD-WRT, I named it TRASH FUTURE.

If I set up more of a kitchen thing here I think I would be better equipped to be settled in this bus for a bit. That and a fan. I guess I could get this aircon running again...

I put off writing again too long and now I just feel burnt out. I have to remember I need to write early on in the evening if I am actually going to do this writing every day.

Watching movies in the bus without having to download them first is gonna be really nice. I think it will help me spend more time in here. I only wish the bus wasn't so slanted. I guess I should try to rehab the batteries. That is a process I could attempt to do without having to spend a bunch of money...

There are only so many things I am able to say.

April 2nd 2020

also posted on the fediverse

For instance pretty much anything in another language. Think of all the different emotions I could potentially convey in other languages that have no translation. Actually that's impossible without learning the language first because translation is only a partial step in the way things are able to be expressed. I am reminded of how trapped we are in our past ways of thinking and communicating. We are literal incarnations of every previous moment. We continue to exist moment by moment while also existing in every past moment we have ever existed in. This is a conundrum that will eternally frustrate the humanness into us. I guess we can relish this problem to keep living out our best self's.

Alyssa just delivered a large box of dumpstered food to the house. Such a nice gift. They also washed the large bed sheet that I gave back to them after they moved out of my bus that was covered in dog hair. They didn't want it cause it didn't fit their new bed.

I spent much of the day looking through a box of “paper stuff” that I hadn't looked through for a long time. It contained all sorts of things that somehow were special. I had picked that box thinking it might contain many things that could be gotten rid of. But when I started going through it everything within it had memories attached. How many times must I keep going through these things and holding onto them?

I just made a cup of ginger tea with manuka honey. It is too hot for me to drink right now which is a bit frustrating cause I want to! I don't know what to write down here right now. I was thinking about restarting Duolingo Arabic from the beginning. I feel like there was too much time in between my lessons and now I am confused when I try to do the harder ones they give me. So maybe if I start from basics it will help. I think this is gonna have to do for today. Good night fediverse.

For every day I am alive I have eaten something.

April 1st 2020

posted on the fediverse separately I don't think there is a single day in my life I have not put some edible thing in my mouth and swallowed. There are days that I have not slept at all. There are days that I have not drank a single glass of water. If I am trying to ascertain my position in the universe and what it is I am suppose to do next that seems to be a good start. Find out what I have done so far. Famous made many connections in my life. I came to New Orleans with Famous and Felix for the first time on a whim. I met Rusty Lazer through Famous. I met Corinne through Rusty. I met Andrew through Corinne. Andrew had a bus. That bus was very inspiring to me to see Andrew work on it. Part of the inspiration led me to look for buses on the auction site and then me and Paloma ended up getting the bus together. I am sitting on a couch right now inside said bus. Tracing the lines between the people I have met and the things I have done. There are all these places I have traveled in my live but I have no idea why I went to any of them? What was I looking for? What was the point? Why did me and Paloma go to Kazakhstan together? It was there the last time I shaved my head. The old Muslim man with the bird in the bag on the wall. It was a tiny room. They must have been in their mid 70s. I sat down on the chair and we gestured to shave it all. K and PK watched from the outside of the shop, there was a cement ledge that ran along the buildings that the shop was in. Where does this story go? What is the purpose of any of these actions we take?

I was in the woods many times. Sometimes looking at mushrooms up close. Usually with some friends. Have I explored the woods alone? I think very rarely. I must have but I can't recall any specifics right now. I have always been excited about various animals. Finding frogs would always brighten my day. And again I lose track of where I am going.

To write a story in linear time one must have some idea of the passage of linear time and also maybe a purpose for telling the story. I don't. I know I want to get better at describing the world around me and transcribing the ideas that swirl in my head into a form that can be cherished for later. Maybe so my madness has a vague reason for existing. I think about Claire a good deal. Maybe I need to reach out to Claire and ask something of them. I scanned all those pictures while sitting in Tara's mothers floor in Taos. I forgot about that and just now remembered when writing this down. I never even finished cropping them. When was that? Christmas in the Taos Pueblo. Was that actually less then a year ago? No that doesn't work out, it must have been a year a 3 months ago. It feels like an eternity. So many relationships ended in unresolved chaos. I don't like that. But what is an end made of? How does one end a relationship without chaos?

How I came to be me.

March 31st 2020

image posted on the fediverse

The meeting took place on a bench. This is an arbitrary starting point of course, but all starting points are whether we like it or not. There must be a meeting that took place on a bench that had some major effect on me. It is too common of a action to not have happened so often as to permeate the essence of my self. Was it a meeting that I had or a meeting that some other humans had in my absence? I would make the assumption both have happened. Trying to recall a bench that had some important meeting; the image of the spool tables in the yard at Dreamtime comeback to me, I made blue glass beads with a broken Arizona ice tea bottle and a handheld blowtorch. The same position in the garden that I first saw Tiffany making wire sculptures. Maybe Tiffany was inspired by Dan The Wire Man. Both of their creations made with trash were very inspiring to me. I must have been no older then 12.

The position of those tables? So much was done in that little yard between the chicken coop and the back door of the Hotel. The spot where we got the free wooden spools from the electric company. The same spot where I would meet with rides to get to Viroqua to get to high school those 4 years. I have been saying it was four years all this time but actually I have no idea how many years it really was. How did I start going to school in the first place? Lyx met some people through the yoga class who were starting a high school? I could probably ask Eddy these questions since they were around at the beginning of the school. But maybe that part of the story isn't interesting. How did I end up living in New Orleans? I want to leave here, I am sick of this place. I am ready for a new chapter. I want to start an advocacy program for the advancement of certain goals. The goal of money not being one of them. Maybe in trade for food. I guess what else do I need? Housing and somehow plane tickets. I would love to be able to fly without paying any money. Maybe to achieve that I need to build a plane? But that is a major undertaking that I don't have time for. I don't even know how to start that car that's parked next to me. I guess that is a goal I could try to achieve. Oh also I wonder about putting the internals of Brianne's car into another car to make it legal? Maybe also not worth the effort. I guess one of the major problems in my life has been figuring out what to base my decisions on.

The feeling that all decisions are arbitrary has always bothered me. But really most of them are. I know I need to keep eating food and drinking water. That reminds me I should probably drink some water. I forget to drink water most of the time. I only remember to drink caffeine or other such liquids. Where was I going? The connections cobbled together from years of living at Dreamtime have set me up to be where I am today. But where is this place that I am? What have learned and what have I forgotten? I could ask myself questions until I was board of asking questions but that would serve to purpose. I am happy to keep living and doing things but I would love some guidance on the matter. I felt so sure of what I wanted getting back from Berlin last time. And then I got back into the states and was sucked up into an abyss of confusion as to how to proceed.

Ping ponging back and forth now has only made me certain I want to be there. But how does that work out? What to do with all this shit I have collected over the years? I really don't need anything but then I also don't want to see all the work I put into keeping these belongings safe go to waste. All the trash I have collected over the years feels like it must have been for some reason. But what reason could that even be? Reasons: what is a reason if not a moral judgement as to the purpose of life and how the next point in that life will effect the point after.

OCTAICOSAGON

January 28th 2020

I really need to sleep right now and not write about my day but I woke up in a stress remembering I hadn't done my daily writing or Arabic.

Spent most of the day preparing for the workshop and talking to Rra, Aymeric and Lidia. My bio finally went up on the website and feel pretty happy about that: posted on the fedi here and on transmediale here.

Today's Numbers: On Duolingo Arabic I made 52 points, I got two beers for free at transmediale, bought one beer at the hotel for 3.20, and split a pizza with Bo and Lidia for 2 (of 6 for the whole pizza) and ate a big breakfast for free at the hotel

HEPTAICOSAGON

January 27th 2020

I wasn't able to sleep for more then 4 hours last night. So I woke up around 6 and was reading the HN thread about recutils which incidentally was something I was just wondering about whether existed or not. It seems potentially almost exactly what I was wishing existed. I will have to play with it a bit but it seeks close. I guess I need contacts that are super flexible but yet allow me to query the data in interesting ways. Maybe what I really want is a good wiki but I want it to work offline and not have to use a web browser. I know what I don't want but I guess I don't know exactly what I do want. Learning how to quickly make a markdown link without having to look it up sure is a positive outcome of working on this blog. I have been using markdown too periodically for years and that stopped me from ever really progressing.

a cute hidden place I passed today on the fedi here

Today's Numbers: I bought a shawarma for €3 at Sesam, I bought coffee for me and Rra at Café Cinema for €6, then we went to another cafe afterwords to and Rra bought us coffee, Rra got sushi for all of us at ?, and I bought a drink at Café Cinema for me and Rra for €8. I made 83 points on Duolingo Arabic

HEXAICOSAGON

January 26th 2020

Slept till 4pm (Berlin time) and slowly got dressed and ready for the day. Meandered around the house a bit and talked to Tibo about Russian jams for a while while I decided on what cafe to walk to. I didn't get out of the house till a bit after dark and walked to Cuccuma Cafe. Got a coffee there and chilled for maybe 2 hours and then met up with Tibo and Charlie and talked about New Media Arts and the 'Aesthetics of Politics' while they ate dinner at mokkabar. Tibo recommended the Çiğ köfte at Köfte 61 and I let them borrow my headphones so they could go for a walk and listen to a podcast. Me and Charlie went to the köfte place and I ordered to go (and we drank free sweet Turkish tea while we waited) and also I bought a €2 mango ayran drink that they made there in recycled jars.

We walked back to the house right after cause Charlie had to submit a PR for work asap.

Worked on more fedi preparation for the workshop. After a while Charlie was done with programing and asked if I wanted to watch something. And I had asked earlier in the night if they knew about the Kyoto Animation arson attack and they hadn't. So we wanted to watch something that Kyoto Animation had made. Charlie researched it a bit and found one of their most recent shows to watch called Violet Evergarden (or ヴァイオレット・エヴァーガーデン in Japanese.) and at the end of episode one there is this Asemic/Conlang clock that I really liked:

posted about here

Today's Numbers: Bought one coffee at Cuccuma Cafe for €2.30 and spent €6.47 for a Çiğ köfte and a homemade mango ayran drink at Köfte 61, and made 69 points in Duolingo Arabi before bed

PENTAICOSAGON

January 25th 2020

This day didn't really exist for me because I traveled across the ocean and lost a day. I am not sure how to make this a full post as I was sleeping or watching movies and for me it was the 24th and 25th at the same time...

Tegel airport also posted on the fedi

Today's Numbers: 0

ICOSITETRAGON

January 24th

This is the beginning of a new decade. An arbitrary selection of time that has been used for generations to denote 'something' important. What hyperstitious energy do I want to promote into being for this decade. What energy have I promoted in the last one. I guess I have been an active participant of 3 decades so far. The 1990's, the 2000's and the 2010's.

1990's

Madison Dreamtime

2000's

Dreamtime YIHS Madison Bay Area

2010's

NYC NOLA Berlin?

2020's

LA NOLA Berlin

Breaking my life up like that I can sort of make sense. But I fear its an arbitrary distinction that probably ends up creating more issues at some other position.

I could also break up my time into periods of “what I thought I wanted to do with myself”

Obsessed with 'girls' Travel the world permanently Be a crust punk and live on the remains of the system Start a Start up? Hipster life? Go into archiving Become a successful artist 3D Photographer Make music videos Be a mad scientist Say fuck it to everything I held dear and become a cold hard scientist International researcher of how culture and technology are a cybernetic system

Those are all pretty big pivots, though some of them overlap more then others. I want to have more purpose in my life. It feels like its starting to happen if only slowly. I think this will only happen by having many conversations.


I watched a number of movies on my plane ride, the first one of which was a documentary by the name Eden by Daniel Blaufuks that had a part about pirate TV stations and that was inspiring.

posted about it on the fedi here too

Today's Numbers: I spent the whole 24 hours in airports so I didn't buy much. Met some sweet folks who gave me a ride from the airport to Wedding and then I got a four pack of metro tickets for €9 and used one. When I got to Charlies house they made coffee, and then spent the afternoon helping them move into their new house. They bought me a delicious dinner for $8 in exchange for the moving help at Good Morning Vietnam