dream brother, the lives of the muses, science of being and art of living, and more

Whatever city I'm in I make it a point to visit a bookstore, a used bookstore. In the particular city I find myself right now, there's a specific Half-Priced Books store, that never ceases to surprise me with a gem.

Yesterday I found, not one, but TWO Jeff Buckley Books. Dream Brother, which I have been DIEING to read, and Merri Cyrs book, A Wished For Song, which is even more amazing than I thought.

I also found a book on Transcendental Meditation, which is something I have been wanting to learn more about considering The Beatles (and Donovan, and Pattie Boyd, of course) experiences in India, as well as lots of other of my favorite musicians, like some of The Doors.

 Then there's the drug book. I'm pretty excited about this one...

 And finally a book on nine women who were muses to some of the greatest artists. Including Lou Andreas-Salome who inspired Friedrich Nietzsche, Rainer Maria Rilke, and Sigmund Freud, Gala Dali for Salvador Dali and of course Yoko Ono for John Lennon.

reality vs....imaginary

I think i have acute delusionism. i don't know if such a thing exists. but i have it.

it's so easy for me to take a fact or an observation and think about it, then all of a sudden i have  the whole history of it made up in my head and i believe it. i forget that things exist outside of my imagination. and when the reality is made clear to me it hits me like tornado and i get confused and probably more upset than any sane person would. 

sometimes i think it's okay though, to be a little weird. lots of great people who have created many great thing were a little weird. after watching Little Ashes, (with robert pattinson as salvador dali) i knew that dali was a little crazy, but was an amazing artist. i just wish i actually put that energy to something tangible instead of just living a life where i can't tell reality from dreams.

i've been listening to Audioslave, which i think is kinda funny because they're not the type of band i normally listen to. its the cd that came out when i was in middle school. the one with "Like a Stone" and i remember being in gym class in the 7th grade and we had a TV and it played music videos and this came on everyday. but when i listen to it now, its completely different song. funny how with time, the same thing can be so different.

there's this lyrics from track 8 "i am not you're rolling wheels/i am the highway/i am not your carpet ride/ i am the sky".  i really like it.