i filmed a music video today. the video is uploading as we speak. i also did this:

ebay starbucks straws auction

i hate vapid, meaningless corporate gestures. everything is akin to the useless celebrity apology for “misspeaking”.

somewhere in the darkness between last night and tonight a vision came before me. it was about people and their work–the type of work that ends when the person doing it ends.

this work, i’ve decided, is the person’s burden of nonsense.

it’s work that wouldn’t be done for any other reason than the person is driven to do it because of love, compulsion, insanity, etc. but it’s also work that tears them away from the normal mode of living through escapism–watching endless hours of tv or social media or whatever.

stripping away every hindrance to work comes at a price. one must embrace plain-speaking. direct words and action that cut to the quick of matters.

honesty.

frankness.

representation.

everything else is a waste of time.

i had a post in my head all day long and now, when i sit to write it, everything is blank.

i believe it to be something about the usefulness of programs nowadays and/or their redundancy - as seen by how many text editors exist. Because, seriously, there are a ton of them. as for me, i’ve been favoring atom lately as i find it smooth and quiet - but don’t ask me to explain either because they’re those feelings that just sorta exist and once you try to corner them with definitions they vanish.

For the past year I’ve been a student of desperation. It’s an amazing drive/emotion that has the power to completely kill rational thought.

As such, I’ve become very interested in the pay-to-play tactics of the modern internet. Facebook pages, Instagram for business, youtube, vimeo, 500px, the plethora of art/print-on-demand nonsense, etc. can fill your life with more hopelessness than you can imagine.

It’s all selling shovels and pick-axes to prospectors.