Forgoing outright atrocity, of which there is so much—too much—right now, aren’t the ‘life,’‘body,’ and ‘face’ of Michael Jackson in the running for some of the most abstract events of the last century?

The importance of resolution over craft is one of the most important shifts in art making besides the creation of Photoshop.

Exterior: the jungle. Interior: Dark night of the white man’s soul.

I am thrilled that I can lend him something and never worry about its return since its life in the cloud totally absolves us of all the guilty lender/borrower feeling of when should I ask for it back.

The clouds in the movies have always seemed more real to me than those on TV. There would be no clouds on Modern Family, that was certain, and I was not sure I could work in a world without clouds.

Liberate yourself by hurling excrement at what ought to be covered in shit anyway.

Sometimes I daydream about merging my body with my computer so that I can more fully enter the landscapes of Google Earth, lush surface world without pollution or traffic, planet seen from the vantage point of space and roving surveillance vehicles, a motionless field, magnifying the normal imperfections and irregularities of the earth so that the planet is rendered transparent, misshapen and yet intoxicating in its languishing distinction from the real.

I like pros, especially when it comes to tennis and rent boys” — and here I’m really wondering if the pun on prose consolidates Bruce’s feeling toward it versus poetry under the sign of sex, which Bruce sometimes pays for, in order to direct us toward the pleasure of its use-function when monetised, a pleasure seldom associated with poetry, and one that might lead to the company of more pros. He continues: “If I can get a twofer, and the trick looks like Rafael Nadal, I’m in heaven.

Amazing that Americans can obtain so much mass, approximate stuff of two or three people in Beijing.

All fiction is about writing.