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Some more of my photography and editing. I'm thinking of investing in a camcorder but they are pricey so we'll see...

I'm going to be MIA for the next few days. I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed and will be using my recovery time to work on gifts for my grandparents' 60th anniversary.

I've made no progress in "W&P," but I did finish both "The Road" and "Brave New World". I need to read them again; both were very beautiful texts. I'm currently reading "The Plague" by Albert Camus and of course I'm in love with it because it's Camus.

Here's a stream of consciousness poem. You just write and write, never lifting the pen from the page for an allotted time. I like the content but I'm debating changing the form. I don't know if I should break it into stanzas or not.

William S. Burroughs Recommends Using Dreams to Write

I dreamed I saw Ginsberg on the campus mall with his long gray beard and khaki fedora and I approached him as old friends. He was an advisor for my thesis, which I debated either making an anthology or book of poems. I told him about how Kerouac’s death should upset me more but it didn’t because I never really knew the man despite seeing him all the time. Ginsberg was silent so I kept talking to avoid the empty space which beckons for people to say what they really mean and I could not admit to me that he was in my head. He was all I had at the moment so I kept chattering about things I didn’t really feel and that didn’t really mean anything to anybody but I had to keep talking so he wouldn’t leave me alone.