On Blurring

You should be cautious about knowing who I am. It irks me. To be known. It's fucking impolite. To think you know someone. As if a someone is just so. "I know you!" Oh do you now? How about now?

You should be wary of names and photographs. They are liars. They freeze what wants to melt.

I have stared long into mirrors. I don't know me. Why should you? I don't pound out letters to find myself. Let's burn that fucker down. I am not some butterfly pinned to a science project.

How do you get from moment to moment? Focus now. Shit. You missed it. You have to watch. Have you ever watched yourself from here to there? Focus hard enough and things get blurry.

A self is a product of blurred distinctions. But what of that blur? That's where it's at. You think you're some thing but you're not. You're a bomb.

Relax. I will lighten up. There will be more jokes. Laughter is the best kind of melting.

Comments

[Never Abroad or Hip]

New URL. Same shit. Bring it, Word Man.

[Sweetney]

This makes me so happy, brother.

[Whit]

What you said.

[califmom]

You get an Amen.

[LiteralDan]

No matter how many times you have to molt in flames, you will keep spewing truth and people will keep listening, it doesn't matter who you are or were or will be. You are a vehicle for truth. And dick jokes. Not sure which is more significant.

[TwoBusy]

Blurry is as blurry does.

[middle-aged-woman]

I'm here for the dick jokes AND the truth. Welcome back.

[Mom]

I'm here for "you"....

[VDog]

I'm sorry...I lost focus somewhere in the middle....

[mommymae]

i don't pretend to know you, only that i know i haven't enjoyed reading anything as much as what you've given me in a long time.

[churchpunkmom]

No, I don't know you. I've heard of you. I've read the words you've thrown out to the internet like a master trowing scraps of meat to a pack of dogs.. But I don't know you any more than you know me.. Like when we met in that room at the conference and were introduced and you said 'Ooohhhh...' as if to say 'yeah, I know who you are'.. But I knew that in your head, you were really thinking 'I have no idea who you are.'

And that's just fine with me.

I enjoy the anonymity.

Welcome back BHJ.

[Debbie]

All of a sudden I know your FB name...however I do not know you and I enjoy adding confusion to my already confused day. Whatever. You are now a friend. Amazing.

[Laurie]

I have a question reserved for really brilliant people: how did you happen? And I never want an answer.

"You should be wary of names and photographs. They are liars. They freeze what wants to melt," made me want to put down forever the camera I'm obsessed with - for a tenth of a second. I know I"ll never forget that line though.

[Coal Miner's Granddaughter]

Whoops! Just melted. Getting harder to typpppllllllllllllll............

[RedW]

Whoever you are, I'm glad you're back.

[muskrat]

Pictures take one's soul. Peyote is nice, though. And finally, Vincent's head is probably melting as it slowly rots in this ridiculous heat.

[The New Girl]

Normally lurking.

Commenting to say WHOOOT THE FOOOOOK??

Welcome back, yo.

[Kyddryn]

I missed you - welcome back.

Shade and Sweetwater,
K

[Maria]

Welcome back, sir.

[Sunny]

Welcome back!!

[Los Francos]

Oh, thank J!

[ladyeunicorn]

Oh, thank the gods!!!

[Alicia]

thank the jeebus, you're back.

[Miss Grace]

I'm glad to see you rebuilding.

[Erin]

all is right with the world. welcome back.

[Audrey at Barking Mad]

Like I said on FB....Welcome back Lazarus. Glad you're back.

[HEF]

I found you.

And I'm happy.

[jenni]

and so he rises.

[Kayle]

What an awesome dude. Your pal, Kayle from Cockeysville, Maryland

[LibraryGirl62]

Glad You are back. I have missed "you"