Sunday, October 19, 2008

Wild Parrots

Some quotes from Mark Bittner, the guy who used to feed the parrots in North Beach. I'm watching The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill this morning.

"How do you get so attached to an animal? I know there's lots of people that have experienced something like this. In a certain sense they're a lot purer than we are. Because we have a lot of neurotic thoughts, things that bind us up inside, and we play a lot of games that animals don't play. They're really straightforward."

"There's a story that Suzuki Roshi told, he was the Zen master at the Zen Center here in San Francisco. He went to Yosemite. And he sees this big waterfall coming over this cliff. And it's one river at the top of the cliff, but as it falls, the river breaks up into all these individual droplets. And then it hits the bottom of the cliff and it's one river again. We're all one river...til we hit this cliff. That distance between the top of the cliff and the bottom of the cliff is our life. And all the individual little droplets think they are individual little droplets until they hit the bottom and then they're gone. But, you know, that droplet doesn't lose anything. It gains. It gains the rest of the river."

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Fireworks

I woke up from a sex dream this morning. My roommate was in the kitchen, I assume getting ready for his weekend camping trip, because when I finally got up he was gone. All the better, because I could slug around the house and have my morning muesli and coffee in peace.

It seems like more and more, the people around me are in relationships. It wasn't like this a year ago. It's not that my friends all started dating people, it's more that the people I'm spending time with changed.

A year ago, I met a girl at a Halloween party. She was dressed like fireworks, all pipe cleaners and glitter. We literally bumped into each other in the mosh pit that is the Lex on Halloween. I named her Fireworks in my phone. I went home with her that night and we had something like a 2 week affair. She came to dia de los muertos with me, and gave me a jack-o-lantern pez dispenser. I still have it. She had curly hair and she was smaller than me and walking with her just felt right. I wondered if she could be the one, or at least one of the ones. I bought her a candy ring, to complement the pez dispenser, but before I could give it to her she called to say she wasn't over her ex, and she could do this. None of my friends even met her. She never came to my place. It was like the relationship that never was.

Just a few random thoughts today. I'm going to try and start blogging more.