I had it presented to me early on, as an early adult, that it was possible to live your own life. That it is yours. Surely everybody knows this.
my life feeds my movies. You try to let the emotion and the sadness of your life into the cinema.
We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
Mostly I straddle reality and the imagination. My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane. Math is hard. Reading a map. Following orders. Carpentry. Electronics. Plumbing. Remembering things correctly. Straight lines. Sheet rock. Finding a safety pin. Patience with others. Ordering in Chinese. Stereo instructions in German.
They may think they’re looking for sex, but maybe that’s the easiest part of the equation to make. What people really want is connection. As large and fast and intimate a connection as possible.
I tend to believe that if you’re right, people realize it.