http://www.keepmywords.com/2009/11/02/bathroom-mold-sitting-in-a-room/ Wed, 23 Nov 2011 09:00:03 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 http://www.keepmywords.com/2009/11/02/bathroom-mold-sitting-in-a-room/comment-page-1/#comment-416 The Cure for Insomnia; Magicicadas | Keep My Words Fri, 12 Feb 2010 00:15:16 +0000 http://www.keepmywords.com/?p=1705#comment-416 [...] alarm clock projects the time on my ceiling.  Around 4:15 in the morning, I got out of bed and took two non-prescription sleeping [...] [...] alarm clock projects the time on my ceiling.  Around 4:15 in the morning, I got out of bed and took two non-prescription sleeping [...]

]]> http://www.keepmywords.com/2009/11/02/bathroom-mold-sitting-in-a-room/comment-page-1/#comment-207 Adam Tue, 03 Nov 2009 16:01:26 +0000 http://www.keepmywords.com/?p=1705#comment-207 AS for Lucier, that's interesting -- it ended up all feedback, nothing else. Like the amplification of a pitch that we tune out. AS for Lucier, that’s interesting — it ended up all feedback, nothing else. Like the amplification of a pitch that we tune out.

]]> http://www.keepmywords.com/2009/11/02/bathroom-mold-sitting-in-a-room/comment-page-1/#comment-206 Adam Tue, 03 Nov 2009 15:56:55 +0000 http://www.keepmywords.com/?p=1705#comment-206 You and your surroundings take on each others' characteristics. WHen your personal identity is strong, the room resembles you, but when you're out of energy, you can become overwhelmed by the room. I notice this in my dorm room -- when it's all about me, no matter how filthy my room may be I'm always on top of things, but as my ego gives way to the external world, I notice the bits of dirt and smudges on glass and wood, so I clean. Somewhere in that process I make amends with my identity and room for neglecting them and in lieu saciating my more base desires, to be entertained or fed, or satisfied. Or I study, practice guitar, exercise, anything to kick up some of that dust. A room is a concept or a tangible. Mold is a bitch, and it makes us sneeze and cough when it gets out of hand, but every time you take the bleach to it you assert yourself as part of the room, you make the wall as you see it a wall you have taken care of. Seems kind of dull, but it's true. And as for sound, well sound hides in the walls and floors, in the ceilings and upholstery, in the furniture too, and even some appliances. It's not that far off from smell. It's much more subtle, sound, but it has a huge impact on the history of a room. Schizophrenics can hear sounds in a room long after people have left, and so can people on hallucenogenic drugs, sometimes. You and your surroundings take on each others’ characteristics. WHen your personal identity is strong, the room resembles you, but when you’re out of energy, you can become overwhelmed by the room. I notice this in my dorm room — when it’s all about me, no matter how filthy my room may be I’m always on top of things, but as my ego gives way to the external world, I notice the bits of dirt and smudges on glass and wood, so I clean. Somewhere in that process I make amends with my identity and room for neglecting them and in lieu saciating my more base desires, to be entertained or fed, or satisfied. Or I study, practice guitar, exercise, anything to kick up some of that dust. A room is a concept or a tangible. Mold is a bitch, and it makes us sneeze and cough when it gets out of hand, but every time you take the bleach to it you assert yourself as part of the room, you make the wall as you see it a wall you have taken care of. Seems kind of dull, but it’s true. And as for sound, well sound hides in the walls and floors, in the ceilings and upholstery, in the furniture too, and even some appliances. It’s not that far off from smell. It’s much more subtle, sound, but it has a huge impact on the history of a room. Schizophrenics can hear sounds in a room long after people have left, and so can people on hallucenogenic drugs, sometimes.

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