A bookstore rendezvous. I should always see what people are interested in. Even though I've tried to think of the history of music. One book for today. In the past I've read five. Poetry collections are quick. Visual poetry or vispo, developed from concrete poetry. Typography of a postage stamp. One thing about collecting and purchasing books is decide what will assist you long term. First editions in the ideal condition are the ones to reach for. If you can't afford or borrow a first edition, find later edition that approximates the intentions of the original authors intent.
Illuminated manuscripts were the bridge from the classical world to the European Renaissance. In monasteries they seemed to have it all. Calligraphy, science, education, brewing skills, architecture, imagination, and compassion for some poor soul stumbling home. There were many types of Monks, in robes, Gregorian chants. Medieval Latin was the infamous influence of the romance languages, such as Italian, Spanish, French, Portuguese, and Romanian. These language innovations obviously led to Dracula at a Tyson boxing match on TV, some old Monestary bar in NYC, half a minute of an interesting vacation.
These are a few moments of writing I remember. Art and writing interacting and causing an effect.
2025, etc.
New illuminations everyday the Sun rises. Nighttime art drone, entertainment? Or the realization of one skylight.
From the spectrum of particles and waves.
Sometimes when you are a musician and you have worked in security, you realize you have to do both sometimes. If the world quiets down, music becomes specific.
Sometimes I imagine just living in the distance.
Having everywhere to go.
Trusting others to think and invent.
I return generally to what I know. Consistency.
Who is filtered through the machines? The usual people we love on TV.
Music videos. These days I remember when they disappear.
I'm limiting myself to a few artists because I'm studying semi-independently.
One minute of LFN play B to Q. M...
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