"If you need to visualize the soul, think of it as a cross between a wolf howl, a photon, and a dribble of dark molasses. But what it really is, as near as I can tell, is a packet of information. It's a program, a piece of hyperspatial software designed explicitly to interface with the Mystery. Not a mystery, mind you, the Mystery. The one that can never be solved. To one degree or another, everybody is connected to the Mystery, and everybody secretly yearns to expand the connection. That requires expanding the soul.These things can enlarge the soul: laughter, danger, imagination, meditation, wild nature, passion, compassion, psychedelics, beauty, iconoclasm, and driving around in the rain with the top down. These things can diminish it: fear, bitterness, blandness, trendiness, egotism, violence, corruption, ignorance, grasping, shining, and eating ketchup on cottage cheese. Data in our psychic program is often nonlinear, nonhierarchical, archaic, alive, and teeming with paradox. Simply booting up is a challenge, if not for no other reason than that most of us find acknowledging the unknowable and monitoring its intrusions upon the familiar and mundane more than a little embarrassing. But say you've inflated your soul to the size of a beach ball and it's soaking into the Mystery like wine into a mattress. What have you accomplished? Well, long term, you may have prepared yourself for a successful metamorphosis, an almost inconceivable transformation to be precipitated by your death or by some great worldwide eschatological whoopjamboreehoo. You may have. No one can say for sure. More immediately, by waxing soulful you will have granted yourself the possibility of ecstatic participation in what the ancients considered a divinely animated universe. And on a day to day basis, folks, it doesn't get any better than that."
- Tom Robbins VIA the always amazing Whiskey River.
So I have not been posting lately because my comment spam software went haywire and was blocking my own IP for some odd reason. So not wanting to tinker around I let the site go into dry rot for awhile. But work permitting I'll be back on more often.
Also, I have a showing tonight for my new series, "Tip Well You Bastards" (Yeah, I changed the name). Gonna go out in the rare L.A. rain and get good and drunk at my own show! I like to think it's raining just for me as I am the only person here who enjoys the rain. L.A. is kinda like Portland rain, more misty then anything else. Having grown up in the midwest where rain means thunderstorms and torrents of rain it is actually quite pleasant to walk around in.
Don't drive in it though. Good god man, it will boggle your mind to see how people drive out here when it rains. You can see the series if you are patient and can use the gallery function Pixelrust or you can just go to my Photosite, danielkopton.com
Uh, about the photosite, it's buggy still and not all there.... but hey, it's a start.