The Artist D

Authenticity Gone Missing

The problem is a lack of authenticity. But has there ever been any authenticity in the first place? Has there been anything new since the postmodernists? New age is old age. Since the new guard became the old guard. We have surpassed the neo-postmodernists and they didn’t even…
The Artist D

Self Mythology

I never really expected that I would get to be myself all of the time, every day. That goes along with my gender too. I think as a child I decided that I fully disagreed with everything my family told me I was. Since we were in total…
The Artist D

To Sleep Perchance to Live

To have all the experiences that daily Waking Life restricts us from. To travel to places we cannot afford and that the society will not allow us. To love people we will never get the chance to love because they do not love us. To rekindle friendships with…
The Artist D

I Have a Reservation

Never be afraid to live your life alone. I swear to you that this may be one of the meanings of life. We emerge from the primordial goo all stuck together as a ball of molecules. We shape into humans. Alone as alone can be in this cosmic…
The Artist D

The Damnable Hum

And I hear the sounds of silence. That which is not silent at all. The rustle of the trees, dry and crisp in true Summer. The birds and creatures making little noises. But no hum. No damnable city-like hum. Only the sound of the truth. I’ve been driving…
The Artist D

Quentin Crisp and I in a Bunker

Last night I had a dream I was sharing an underground bunker with Quentin Crisp and a war was raging above us by two female armies. One faction was a Nazi-like army of women and the other was an Amazonian type. We were in the underground bunker which…
The Artist D

Pulling Mother Earth’s Hair

I stayed in bed for hours pondering all of the things we ponder. None of it seems to get any clearer. Not with age or experience. It doesn’t clear up with sobriety. I can’t say that meditation does the trick. It certainly all does something, but it hasn’t…
The Artist D

Coyote Wanderlust

It’s 9 pm and no one has Liked my recent photo for the last hour. I’ve been checking. I’m reading a book about coyotes and I keep checking my phone between each chapter. I didn’t know the book was about coyotes until I bought it. Now I read…
The Artist D

Death of Passivity

I have always loved the ocean because it speaks to life. The ocean is a visual representation of life as I see it. I’ve often described the need to flow with the cosmic waves. If you become too stuck, too solidly stubborn against the waves, you will suffer…
The Artist D

Ancient Thoughts on Net Neutrality from an Original Internet Superstar

The overall reaction to the repealing of Net Neutrality has left me in confusion. People act as if it is the end of the Internet that they know today. They are posting memes on Facebook with the ridiculous spin of, “It’s been nice knowing you!” The mass populace…