I read this yesterday in Yukio Mishima's Temple of the Golden Pavilion:
"Music is like a dream. At the same time it is, on the contrary, like a more distinct form
of consciousness than that of our normal waking hours."
That is also a good description of some of my favorite books, like Snow, or authors, like Murakami.
Anyway, dogs make me feel guilty. One of our dogs, when I come home on the motorbike and am driving down our long driveway, always runs in front of me, and she's so friendly, and I never play with her, and I always feel bad about this. I feel guilty because the dogs are so friendly and want to play, but I don't play with them.
I feel very curious and interested in tourists. Tonight, I was thinking about this, and thought that maybe it's because when they're here, they're in a place that they don't belong, and when people are in places they don't belong, there's an interesting story for why they're there and where they're from. I used to make fun of tourists a lot, but I don't feel the same level of scorn that I used to. When I feel scornful is when I'm around tourists who start talking about things in Thailand like they know what they're talking about, or when they got it out of a travel book.
I feel power over people when I know where they acquired a certain piece of knowledge or advice, or a certain idea from. In the same vein, I feel embarrassed when I express something that isn't my own when there's people around who know where I got it from. Some times.
Sex and sexual attraction are closely connected in my mind to knowledge and intelligence. I know it's really weird when people talk about what's sexy to them, but what the hell.
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i like a sexy time.
and i totally get what you mean with the dog guilt thing. hooch kills me. stupid thing. and turner too.
looking forward to dinner tomorrow night.
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