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Rewind / Fast Forward

I'm watching "Being John Malkovich," a movie I remember as the epitome of hip, and it's still plenty hip. But there's the World Trade Center, and Craig Schwartz is calling his wife (played by a big haired Cameron Diaz) from a pay phone. A pay phone? Now, there still may be a few pay phones left, but it seems that they have been disappearing rapidly. We see the empty shell sometimes from which a pay phone was yanked out. Soon even those empty shells will be gone. Photograph them while there is still time!

As Stevie Nicks sings,

But time makes you bolder,
children get older
I'm getting older too.

I wonder if cats think about getting older. I doubt it. A cat lets herself be caressed and lives in the eternity of the instant: the hunt, the nap, A cat sits there and looks at the damn wall and purrs.

If she were a tape recorder, she would always be on “play.” On the other hand, human beings are only capable of living in the moment for short periods. They fast-forward and they rewind. The younger they are, the more the tendency to fast-forward: life is seen as something ahead of them: “when I grow up…” And then they grow up, and ask, “Is this all there is?” Time to rewind, to relive, to regret, to revise and to do other things that are prefixed with “re-.“ It's the historical impulse.

I think that's what Firesign Theatre meant with their question, "How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?"

Tom Waits, singing about Saturday night:

Then you comb your hair,
shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out every trace
of all the other days
In the week
you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak.

Self-delusion is a beautiful and necessary thing. It ranks up there with forgetfulness and enables us to say to ourselves, “tonight’s the night I’m hitting my peak.” But the whole idea of a "peak" is predicated on thinking about the past, when you were still getting better, and the future, when you're a has been.

Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night.

So, carpe diem, be here now, just do it. That's what cats do.

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Be Here Now---George Harrison

Remember, now, be here now
As its not like it was before.
The past, was, be here now
As its not like it was before - it was

Why try to live a life,
That isn't real,
No how
A mind, that wants to wander,
round a corner,
Is an un-wise mind

Now, is, be here now
And its not what it was before,
Remember, now, be here now
As its not like it was before - it was


eternity of the instant

I enjoyed this post. (said the dog as he lowered his leg)
Snack food for thought.
And the operator said, 50 cents more... for the next... three...minutes...please...

Rewind / Fast Forward

Thanks for the kind words.

It's really raining here. Cool. All the students are back, so basically for me, it's new year. Monday, the first day of class.

It took me awhile to write this post. First a rough draft, then another. Then the Malkovich intro. Then the idea of song lyrics, I'm glad in a way I didn't rush to post it.

But sometimes if you don't post it when it's fresh, you never do. I guess that didn't happen this time.

take care, Dandy.
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