The comment on a picture of me in a rasta cap with fake dreadlocks -

"You look so gay."

To influence someone is to give them your soul. They don't think their natural thoughts or burn with their natural passions. Their virtues aren't real, their sins are borrowed. They become an echo of someone else's music.

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Beauty is higher than genius because it needs no explanation.

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We have few years to live perfectly, fully. The world belongs to us for a season. Don't waste youth. Later we degenerate, and are haunted by memory of passions we were afraid of and temptations we didn't have the courage to yield to.

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Good resolutions are useless attempts to interfere with scientific laws. Their origin is pure vanity. Their result is absolutely nil. They give us, now and then, some of the luxurious sterile emotions that have a certain charm for the weak.


Some thoughts from "The Picture of Dorian Gray"

Everything is colorful in Barbados.
Even the bird droppings.
They are orange.

Do you know what "walking the dog" is? Barbadians riding in public vans often yell at the driver to "wok d dog". While the van is moving the driver puts the van in neutral, gets out and jogs alongside the van. Isn't that nuts?! If the van starts veering into a ditch or the other lane the driver will stick their hand through the window and give the wheel a tap.

The sky was partially green.

I've been swimming in a golden ocean. I don't mean that metaphorically.

I sit and wait for the tide to change.

More frail than petals
Scattered by the wind
I bid a last farewell and leave the spring behind

- Lord Asano, The 47 Ronin

I dreamt of wearing a suit made of green mango skins to a wedding in Japan.

Fashion designers throughout human history have made clothing with animal skins and pelts. What about wearing clothing made from fruit or vegetables (other than coconut bras)? I'm sure they could be treated with chemicals to preserve them. Perhaps they could be coated in plastic or rubber. I wonder what it'd be like to wear pineapple pants. I like how pineapples look (and taste).

Marriage is an anagram for a grim era.

Picnics rule.

On the surface, every woman wants to be with James Bond, and every man wants to be him. But I don't. He has no friends.