11.02.2002

"I'm home mama." - Forrest Gump

I haven't been home in a while. LA seems to move at a different pace than the Bay Area. A slower yet familiar rhythm that I've forgotten, but still one I can dance to.

11.01.2002

Someday I'd like to take 2 years off from life. Shave my head. And travel the world with just a pen and a journal. To walk the road less taken. I would see things that are shocking, disturbing, mysterious, and beautiful... and let it shake my sense of reality. Then I would write about it. I would discover my true self. I would discover my true perspective. It would probably be a life changing experience, but we'll see if this dream ever happens. If it doesn't, I'll have to live with the fact that I may be living a stranger's life.

Treat your friends well, cuz without your homies, you're nobody.

"I ain't shit without my homeboyz." - Tupac

In the last minutes of Hallow's Eve.
The night is dark and silent.
As the first touch of winter sets in.
October wind weathers my face of stone.

I have been frayed.
Repeatedly.
Like the torn edges of pant legs dragging against the floor.
Day after day.
Repeatedly.
Through mud, rain, and cold.
The drudgery.
Grind me until my skin shears off.
Until I am bone.
Twist me until I am broken.
Erode me beyond all recognition.
Repeatedly.
From stone to sand.
From blood to dust.
Will to submission.
Spirit fallen.
Until I am home.

At midnight, I looked outside my window.
I catch the pumpkin's wicked grin just as the flickering candle is extinguished.
And I remember, it's just Halloween.

-Halloween 2002.

10.30.2002

Monks have it easy. All they have to do is study Buddhism, eat vegetables, and PRACTICE SHAOLIN KUNG-FU! I'm going to retreat back to the mountains of Wudan and get in touch with my roots.

"All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain." - Roy Batty (Blade Runner)

Birthday Party.
Who: Jeff Myung & Ryan Chen will be turning 21
When: Thursday, November 21 (11pm-2am)
Where: Glas Kat, 520 4th St., San Francisco, CA
Attire: no t-shirts, jeans, cargo pants, tennis shoes
Bring: money for drinks, all your friends.

10.28.2002

fallen childhood dreams.
1. drawing comic books
2. writing stories
3. astronomy

Snatch.
Turkish: [making tea] Would you like sugar?
Brick Top: No thank you, Turkish; I'm sweet enough.

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10.27.2002

"You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe... whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland... and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes." - Morpheus (The Matrix)


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