"the color of your jacket goes really well with the color of the wall"

and that's how it began

"Stam"

is the pseudonym i have likened to my good friend who i shall now owe the rest of my happy days to. thank you for telling me about this.

i have been known on more than one occasion to exclaim my great desire to be in a movie. i have these images in my head of old friends coming of age losing their grip on life only to realize through a panoramic moment the love and the simplicity that IS life. i see them climbing over to the better side of the hill and laughing, pushing, falling, smiling, jumping and then standing together to watch the sun go down.
i think i'm starting to realize that this isn't just the kind of scene in a movie that i would like to take a hand in creating, but rather, these are the moments in life that i would like to be living. i dont think i would need a story to my movie. i think i'd just want many clips of us sewn together in a gray tinted movie grain accented with nostalgia, a package of our moments of truth and youth for an eternity. i think i'd just want a music video.


that being said

the link, if you have not discovered by now, is the link to Jason Mraz's newest video, to his not so newest song, "I'm Yours."


I don't remember ever being more content with anything I have ever seen. I really don't. Not even "Napoleon Crossing the Alps". And you know how much I love "Napoleon Crossing the Alps". And as much as I wanted to watch this video a second time, I didn't, because-- well, I knew that I'd probably start crying at how much I liked it.

You know all those images that float around in my head of all the happy scenes in my "movie"... it was like I had seen them all come to life in this video. or at least the very precise idea behind them all. it really was just everything that i've ever wanted to see, and experience, and be, presented to me in this beautiful form for this beautiful song-- which already means a lot to me. (as i'm sure the song does to so many other people i mean c'mon who am i kidding LoL.)

Anyways. Goodbye, YouTube favorite-ed "Garden State" movie clips. I've found the real deal. And I have an idea. I hope that I'll be able to share it with you all very soon.

it is a good time

when the sun hangs neither high or low, but rather suspended--a little bit under that marginal area we like to call "the middle", straight ahead, warm like the yolk of an egg, soft and even, like it spilled over the peel of an orange-- and harmless, sublime like a slice of mango as it radiates in one hue, the shielded flame only glowing in orange not burning to blue, remaining tasteful, safe and warm like the yolk of an egg. the blue is bright around the sun in a light cerulean dream and this is the sky, streaked with clouds that run pink, creating stripes that hug each other like the stripes that hug a zebra's skin, fading in and out from pink to carnation, melon to mauve - clouds, pink, streaks, bright like a neon sign against this clear cerulean sky even in the light that is the sun. this is a good time. and i am awake in the orange incandescence that marks this moment in the afternoon-to-night, from the sun suspended in that middle, straight ahead, i know she's in your eyes as you drive. but she's not in mine. and in twists and turns and patterns of pillars and highways and byways and straight ahead the pink is there, the blue is there, the glow is there, my sphere held in an orange embrace like the peel that holds the slices, the slices of that orange globe fully encompassed. i like to see it, in and out, under the bridge, greeting us all again as it returns from its 2 second trip from behind the widest pillars that all hold up the other cars that too have somewhere to go, this sight to see. this time to feel. and then i am again straight ahead, i hope she isn't in your eyes anymore. and the trees and trees rise up in jet black silhouettes and i can see the pink of a cloud and the clear of the blue sky through every tiny space outlined in the black of a thousand branches creating the pattern of laced lines in a design known only to God, in a state of art and beauty known to me, and to those around me, looking out their window as they go, go, and go. a graphic artist's dream i think. an urban modernity i never knew to be drawn in this parallel and inspired by that which is holding me now. i know now and am glad. the slides of silhouettes continue to move with me as i move with the car, black trees like paper cutouts turning into black buildings all shapes and sizes, like a bouquet against the sky. buildings really are beautiful, the way they look right now. decorated by dots of light from within them, an electric lime, a laser lemon, an unmellow yellow. it is a good time and buildings are beautiful. which men designed this scene who placed that building there. who added the tall one by the short one, like a florist that put the daisy by the daffodil. it is so beautiful. i never knew but those buildings sure are beautiful tonight. i know now and am glad. i move forward, the black silhouette, the bouquet of buildings behind me, another bridge another pillar. cars pass beside this one. all orange in the glow. pink are the clouds that still run in streaks, and the sky is now a deeper blue. and it is a good time tonight.

The American Film Institute

came out with the list of 100 most memorable movies quotes of all time on their 100th anniversary, which to my recollection was about two years ago.

I just wanted to say,

"Don't turn your back on me Scar"

is in my opinion one of the best lines from a movie ever. and not just any movie, but an animated American CLASSIC. it wasn't on the list. That's okay. I still think it's an amazing line, nothing short of profound and poignant. Especially when spoken by James Earl Jones.


Anyway,



"Don't turn your back on me Scar"

-Mufasa