best thing Henry Miller ever wrote

henry miller amen

for those of you reading this on a small device:

What are we here for if not to enjoy life eternal, solve what problems we can, give light, peace and joy to our fellow-man, and leave this dear fucked-up planet a little healthier than when we were born.

Who knows what other planets we will be visiting and what new wonders there will unfold?

We certainly live more than once. Do we ever die – that is the question.

In any case, thank God we are alive and of the stars – into all eternity.


Henry Miller

whoops, drank too soon

ali and katie

last night i went drinking with ali and katie (pictured) to celebrate the new job i thought i was gonna get

the perfect job which would lead to the perfect path for me.

but Fate doesn’t want things to go perfect because, i guess, without friction theres no poetry.

no one wants to hear how beautiful the meadow is and how pretty the sunset was

what they want to see is the struggle and how you roll with it.

in college i was taught that when you wrote tales “create lovable characters and totally screw them over”.

for the record i dont feel totally screwed over.

there are people who are in way way way worse places in their lives than I am.

im healthy, i have a fairly decent resume, and i have an amazing network of amigos.

and my credit good.

and my cubs hat collection is on point.

tron swansonits just annoying because i thought this next chapter of my life was being written.

the bad part about these kinds of rejections is you never know what happened.

you never know if it was you and who you are or what you wrote or what you said.

or if it is something that had nothing to do with you. like did someone with power say oh crap no i want my nephew to have that job.

in the good book sometimes the Lord hardens peoples hearts so that different results can happen.

and you just have to go with the flow and trust and continue to live from a place of integrity and calm.

last night we were drinking downtown and ive never been approached by more homeless people in my life.

waiting for tacos, walking to the bar, walking to the car… hey man sorry to bother you BUT

one guy we met was from New Orleans and he had the best lines. but they were suggestive.

i wish i could remember his lines they were so good. and usually id give the guy a buck.

but i gave this other guy a buck and i gave this lady my quesadilla.

i just wanted to get the ladies to their car and get back to hollywood.

and when we got into the car the once polite bum is now saying he hopes our car flips over.

just remember, as bad as things are, you probably arent a homeless guy in downtown LA

with questionable manners.