Burn it Off

my self-inflicted panopticon failed.

12.29.2003

tv - x-files
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i realized something interesting today, while reading 'the wolves of the calla', stephen king's last book in the dark tower series. it was one of the parts where they were going todash (for those of you who are familiar with it). what brought this to mind was the 'altered mind states' that stephen king likes.

either way, it was (surprise surprise) about surfing. every time i think back to surfing...even thinking back to a wave i'd ridden a few minutes prior....it feels like a dream. i remember it like flashes of memory that don't seem to connect nor reflect time very well. very odd. i imagine some of that might be because i suck so much that my mind is concentrating on so many different thing when i catch a wave that i kind of forget to remember if that makes any sense. i wonder if that'll change much as i get better or if it'll always feel like a dream.

then (surprise surprise) i thought of ultimate. do you ever think back to a sick d you made or a badass layout you made for score? ....how much do you really remember about it. for me those memories are like flashes, too. or slow-mo. or sometimes i just blank out and remember hitting the ground and opening my eyes with a disc in my hand.

maybe i should start blobbing my surf ventures on my dream blob....

probably not. what would i write here, then?

we had a shitload of rain in the past couple days with flash flood warnings. so of course i'm planning on going hiking tomorow to one of the many waterfalls on the island :) stupid boy....



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