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Closing Time - Joseph Heller

These are a few epiphanetic  (love making up words) sentences from what I thought was as good an attempt at a sequel to Catch 22 as could be. Given the dark-as-death humour of C22, it was imperative that Heller would seek to carry forward in a similar vein. Closing Time is a scathe across the Western economic situation as well. Quotes (only spoken sentences are double-quoted): "...do you think in my checkered history I ever really wanted to do any of the work I found myself doing?" Money does matter, more than almost everything else.   Almost everything in nature, from the smallest to the grandest, seemed to him to move in circles and to return to the point at which it had originated, to perhaps set out again.  Splenetic (referring to Charles Dickens) Doctor Faustus - Thomas Mann Apocalypse - Adrian Leverkühn Triage (the game that is only too real in this book by the end - closing time, literally) (It takes a fertile imagination to have the chaplain passing heavy wat...

Midnight Ravings

Not ravings per se, but then again what thought isn't rave? Clearing one's throat provides a moment to structure one's upcoming thoughts, and actions.  Technology runs on energy. Case in point: I saw one of those YouTube videos of a person describing their shopping of clothes. Not right now, quite a while back, when living in NOIDA sec 39 in 2010-11. The wired broadband I had then was about the same speed I now hold in my hand literally. Moore's Law, manifested again?  :) Having activated Do Not Disturb for my number, I now know it works. I don't get any solicitation calls at all. Even those pesky real estate SMSs have dwindled down over the past few months. I guess they or their softwares learn to avoid numbers like mine. It gives me a sense of self-righteousness over what is fast becoming a weep-if-you-aren't-rich society. But enough philosophical discoursing. Time to try to sleep.  Time-Pink Floyd 6-hourism!

Developed countries

Murakami (translated) echoes Bukowski

I think I saw a Bukowski quote along similar thoughts. Of course, lots of intent and context is lost in translation, but that doesn't preclude new intents and contexts from being derived, or, simply, becoming. 

Early morning

Surprisingly clear sky, hence the horizon-only pic.  Also, the playing order as I recall it: A Pillow of Winds- pink floyd Drop- another vertigo rush Mellotron Scratch - porcupine tree

On The Road in Noida

Fear of a Blank Planet

An excellent song; the lyrics are worth ^c-^v for context: Sunlight coming through the haze No gaps in the blinds To let it inside The bed is unmade, Some music still plays TV, yeah it's always on The flicker on the screen A movie actress screams I'm basking the shit flowing out of it I'm stoned in the mall again Terminally bored Shuffling round the stores And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing X-Box is a god to me A finger on the switch My mother is a bitch My father gave up ever trying to talk to me Don't try engaging me The vaguest of shrugs The prescription drugs You'll never find a person inside My face is Mogadon Curiosity has given up on me I'm tuning out desires The pills are on the rise How can I be sure I'm here? The pills that I've been taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that There's nothing left, I simply am not here I'm through with pornography The acting is lame The action is tame Explicitly dull Arous...

Train Time

[From the blank-page spiral-bound notebook; scribbled in pencil from 2052 hours, 020109] 020109//2052 The train is underway, finally. The new, not-so-well-adjusted reservation website has made things a l'il more tiresome than they used to be. Still, in the name of progress, overall I can say there is an improvement... 2100 ...despite the fog. I've decided to write as much as I can (all thinking = = writing) and I can already see the amount of time I'm going to have over this journey. It's been hardly ten minutes that the train started, from the station, and this is already the second time the train has stopped. I will stick to voting for an improving  state of affairs.          I don't have a sharpener, either, so now I'm going t scribble smaller so as not to waste graphite. Already I can see the dullness of the pencil tip; my irritation at that compounded by the small baby bawling below.          The spiral is not ho...

Waiting For Godot

Estragon - Gogo - remove 'st' and it's the titular character created by Christopher Paolini. Coincidence? Probably. There are much more mind-defying ones happening everyday. 4 Cheshire cat 10 Hulk-speak 5,11 Darwinian (but was he later?) No. 14 One is what one is 24 He wants to impress me, so that I'll keep him [Us corporate slaves are the same] Atlas s/o Jupiter?? No. 25 Tears = laughs = constant generation = generation; Npeople > Npeople(previous) 28 dudeen [a clay pipe with a short stem TFD]; Kapp & Peterson [also a pipe] 29 Pan sleeps [mischief] Time has stopped 31 That's how it is on this bitch of an earth Lucky's tirade 42  Unless they're not the same... 43 Extraordinary tricks the memory plays 50 Introspection leads to gloom almost 49% of the times I [opposite of indulge] in it [masochize myself with it? I love making up words] 53 To every man his little cross 56 We should turn resolutely towards nature [em...

RIP, Phil Hartman

What an unfortunate way to go...killed by your wife in your sleep (or semi-sleep). Catch-22 is currently underway; it's black-as-death humor gets me joyously enraptured and I can't put it away...case in point, I am echoing my annotations already. Once I'm finished sharing my Catch-22 reflections, I'll straight away keep it rolling and upload my Brave New World annotations as well. Mr Hartman's biography was a revelation, which led me to further immortalize his name in this, my near-inconsequential outpouring of brain output, on his deathday.

Another X10 Mini Pro notes dump

Word has it that someone in Falcon One/Omega Titans had to be hauled, he said. I shrugged, "Don't believe the word." I was recalling Public Enemy. \m/ When I am driving, just as when I am cuing up a shot, it is your opinion I want - not. Example of rhyme + NOT joke, as well as time pass. It behooves us not to be naive. And also, narcissistic. Pardon my obnoxious expression; it is what I do. The semicolon in deference to www.theoatmeal.com Traveling in crowded public transport sucks. Thankfully, this metro ride to Amit's engagement was good, bordering on awesome. I provide myself therapy. Think a thought through before you speak it.

Drafts

Where'd he go? Into his life. Anzsco 1311 Patience..... Clean energy, clean money. Also recall Restore Earth: [Drive] India.com email - NPR Seven and a half years of captain blue bear [dream ramble] I want a custom Mac Air with a Nike "glow" sign - emphasis on Glow. Haha. Entre 2 - How Nomenclature Affects Life, The Universe and Everything in Between. It's time to plan for good things in the long term while acting in 6-hourism. The outcome of the Manchester United - Chelsea match can only affect me, if at all, marginally. Haha. Disconnect at will. I am practicing it right now. The tough part is choosing which level to opt out of a scene. A new version of "turn on tune in drop out" - wake up, pursue money, go back. It's a little - or, little - like combat. I like winters. Take the silhouette picture, for example. Per exemple? Now that I've reverted to this phone, I know I don't need a sophisticated communication de...

Drop-dead-sudden-ness

WTF...Samta died!?? C'est la vie. I heard this phrase on the OST of Pulp Fiction, and Quentin Tarantino revels in innovative endings of both lives and movies. Crazy shit happens...

Symptoms of Impending Death

Right now, a persistent, irregular throb just below (vertically, not cross-sectionally - I love making up words). Earlier, various muscle twitches that subside in minutes (or more if I continue to pay attention without flexing the affected muscle groups). Sharp pains in my head/brain. The world - traffic & travel, stray animals, natural disasters, and stuff like strep, staph, H1N1 et cetera,  descending en masse on us all. ;)