City of Legends

Took a long lunch and took in Wanted.  Very nice, although not for the children.  Back to work.

Already getting comments back from my previewers.  Susan Sonnen praised the clips, but singled out Kitabu for special praise.  I figure several will go that way, Kitabu has a purity to it, the other two may suffer a bit from over-production (just wait until you hear Evangelist, the track).  I will be most interested in seeing how the people who live in Africa feel about it. 

See, getting the tracks out early paid off…had I waited until the deadline, a mere 80 minutes ago, I most likely would not already have feedback.

Very weird patterns of access the last few days on my sites, very weird.  I can say no more without making some people get alarmed as to who is up to what, but it is intriguing.  Me, I just keep my re-entry surfboard heat-shield side down.  I get through by accelerating.  My adrenal cortex is pumping 12 Molar nitric acid by now…and I am beyond getting used to it, I think I am addicted to it.  Barring an emotional jolt on the level of a thermonuclear blast, not sure I can alter this arc.  Besides, it focuses my mind and keeps it off the withered limb still clinging to the third rail of emotion.  I feel like the keyboard runs at the end of Karn Evil 9, Movement Three.

Love is the greatest of all things, but without the will to use it and live it, it’s just a word.

Traded Van Morrison lyrics with Karla by SMS while waiting for the film.  Took me down a bit.  There is still a great beast within me, angry and confused, and I am not sure I am bleeding him off fast enough.  I get flashes of anger when startled, when the control slips.