One of the gestures of deconstruction is to not naturalize what isn’t natural – to not assume that what is conditioned by history, institutions, or society is natural.

Jacques Derrida, Derrida

Wakefield, Quebec

Summer of 1996

Quest for Protein

Taste the Country
Ontario camping the smell of vinegar saliva in my mouth French fries blistering hot under the summer sun dust them with salt steam in my mouth yellow cardboard boat oil stained in spots potato crumbs a deep fried waffle with ice cream inside the hotdogs the hotdogs too numerous to count so many roasted over a fire so many boiled in a pot diced in macaroni and cheese not too much milk burgers and all form minced beef buns buns and pass the bread and toast for breakfast and sandwiches for lunch and pass the bread and pasta for dinner and buns and buns I like buns the iceberg lettuce and the field tomatoes onion cut so thick meat rare and juicy dripping sauce napkin waking to bacon and indigestion the smell of the woods and the bacon and the sun outside the tent the bacon is sizzling the toast is keeping warm hash browns sausages too scrambled eggs and for the brave a jar of pickled herring eyeing the jar I want one I will go first my queasiness will go away if I can salt vinegar pickling spice brine skin crispy cold next to the ice juicy no gag my stomach settling something more acidic is there now my senses come back I regain an honest hunger and sneak toast before the official breakfast time the trees I stand under know about waiting in the summer they’re laughing they’re getting all they need in the winter they get kicked down and they wait on till spring as best they can hoping for a warm winter

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Bromley Rock, BC

a view to the north

espresso
history of gaming
table/boot(h)

...a handful of gimme and a mouthful of much obliged. Taj Mahal

The thing about the afterlife, it kept this life within bounds somehow, like the Russians. Now there's just Japan, and technology, and the profit motive, and getting all you can while you can. John Updike, Rabbit at Rest

pre-select, pre-package, pre-rationalize
if the future is eternity, eternity is now
we are only alive in our last thought
we die with our last breath
and thought escapes us
no that sounds way too metaphysical
it's more like our lives
are a balloon with a slow leak
babies smell so good because of all
that busy molecular construction
going on inside
that kind of material production always
gets our human going
and when we die the last of the ethereal gas...
there I go again