11 February 2012

handsome pop

stolen from Pop's FB page - the idea and notion of which i'm still processing. "sahara marina borja is now friends with lalo borja," it will say. "+1," it will say. i get that i take a lot of things seriously and for some it's no big deal. so it IS a way to see extended family, a way to see those you haven't seen for 15 years, i get it. it is boundary-less, it is that utopia called a world wi/o borders, this is that. borders and boundaries mean nothing if you are not within a few square miles of a person, but i get it, cool. we will now be friends on fb. i will see my father's 'feed' above or below that kid's post about a whole pig he's about to eat with friends in midtown, or that post from ZZK Records about a new ragga cumbia joint, or that photo of my dance teacher's new apartment, etc. etc. etc. -- the profound next to the irrelevant, all on one screen. earlier this week i saw the 3-month-old fetus of a friend of mine on FB, and the week prior i found out that a dear friend's father had passed away at 61, which is too young... so though this trite landscape makes it feel like, no, nothing is sacred anymore, it is obvious so much is. cool. fine. good; this week could not have presented a fuller moon. welcome to pisces, neptune.

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