Motley Kamuka

This week I'm reading my pile, not focusing on one book, moving on when I get tired of what I'm reading. I start my day with Blind Owl by  Sadeq Hedayat . A surreal, dark, and cyclical novella about a pen-case painter caught in an opium-induced state of alienation, heartbreak, and madness. Reread some of Meeting The Buddhas by Vessantara on the Vajrasattva sadhana, and he pulls up short, you need a teacher to get this full sadhana. This is a book for understanding Tibetan Buddhism and the panoply in their mythology, which you can use to supercharge your understanding of Buddhism. Rereading Boundless Heart by Christina Feldman. It's not a robot's disinterest, it's human not getting too caught up on the results. Sort of the opposite of capitalism that measures and expects and demands profits. She doesn't say that, I'm riffing off her. She dwell in the brahma viharas of metta, karuna, mudits and upeksha.  Reading  Itivuttaka for the first time. It's a s...

The 8th MurderBot novel by Martha Wells is another entry into this fine series of books at a security unit that isn't all machine, and also isn't all human. It has organic parts and looks mostly like a human. And yet it's pure killing machine, designed to keep it's assets alive, get them out of dangerous situations in a science fiction future where corporations are at war with each other, and do dastardly thing.  There's an Apple tv show that is okay, based on it. It kind of shows that a minimalist non-human narrator can run an action novel. Many of the 8 are pretty short, which is good. Does it's constant risk assessment tell us about our present? Does it's ruthless focus on saving individual lives tell us something?

  That this won the Nebula, Hugo and AC Clarke awards, a first, doesn't mean it's necessarily the best scifi novel.  From St. Louis Missouri, she studied with Octavia Butler. There are 3 novels and 3 spinoffs from the same universe.  I like it so far.

I've watched so many of her things on YouTube, I think I know her more than most of my close friends. I know she doesn't like going down on woman but she's attracted to Elliot Page, "maybe that could work." I know she had plastic surgery to cut off some belly flab. She got into a cereal paradox loop where you add milk to dry cereal and more cereal to too much milk. For a while she couldn't fall asleep unless she tapped her asshole 150 times. Her sister has talked about her rape. She talks about her mother, who is the top in a lesbian relationship. Let it all hang out baby, there's something really healthy about just talking about everything, I feel. My southern baptist relatives wouldn't think so. The things she says with Steph Tolev. Wow. They talk fast and low, but wow. I like her introducing me to her friends and family. I like Melissa Villaseñor now, Ivy Wolk. I publish things so I have a place to put thoughts about certain things, and I often don...

Madhabi Mukherjee I'm going to speak out of my ass. I'm watching  Charulata (1964), and they're discussing literature. Madhabi Mukherjee is so beautiful. I want a poster of her.  So I write a scene in my mind about the great American novel, and this guy and a girl flirting at the upper class party. Moby Dick is the best novel. No, Portrait of a Lady is. And then this borrish guy that spoils everything comes into the room and says, The Sound and the Fury.  "Nobody likes that crap." "I suppose you're an Edith Wharton fan!" You mean the best, sophisticated novel of the time. The Age of Innocence. It's a bad movie, made after an even worse novel. Madhabi Mukherjee

Les Champs Elysées – Lyrics with English Translation Je m’baladais sur l’avenue le cœur ouvert à l’inconnu J’avais envie de dire bonjour à n’importe qui N’importe qui et ce fut toi, je t’ai dit n’importe quoi Il suffisait de te parler, pour t’apprivoiser I was walking on the avenue with my heart open to the stranger I wanted to say hello to anybody Anybody, and that was you; I said whatever to you All I had to do was speak to you to win you over (chorus) Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées On the Champs-Elysées, on the Champs-Elysées In the sun, under the rain, at noon or at midnight You can find whatever you want on the Champs-Elysées Tu m’as dit j’ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous Qui vivent la guitare à la main, du soir au matin Alors je t’ai accompagnée, on a chanté, on a dansé Et l’on n’a même pas pensé à s’embrasser You told me: “I have a meeting in a basement (bar) with ...