#journal 2017

[cat-b0t]

I wholeheartedly think stan and bev journal together, but like they do those junk journals. They sit together and chat for hours while glueing miscellaneous trash, paper, receipts, just random things that hold memory that people would think of as "junk". I think they'd write little blurbs about the day they had too, then put those in the journals. Bev and stan are scrapbooking/junk journaling friends

[remembertheplunge]

Goodwill Hunting

June 24, 2017 Saturday 10:01pm

Great Day. Discovered the movie “Goodwill Hunting”

And, so far, it’s got synchronicity and resonance with now written all over it.

 It was a 1997 film. Academy Award winner. A Robin Williams movie.

In the movie , there are no cell phones, a Gerry Rafferty song was included,  as were Harvard vs thugs, and  the same dancing figure painting in the girl’d dorm room (photo to follow) as the one  I found in a dumpster in 1987 and still have in my home.

The movie , thus, screams out Jared and Lew. Jared was brilliant in human relations as was the Matt Dillon’s character in the movie.

Regarding my work with the homeless, including letting them stay in my house,  I told my neighbor Jeff that I I crave the connection—the purity of the relationship with the homeless. I can’t put into words why I love it. It’s ineffable.

I can only tell you what I do, what we did. I did say that Jared was the most exquisite person that I have ever met, or encountered. Healing, melding right along side his propensity for intense thievery and addiction.

End of entry

Notes 1/9/2025

It’s hard to explain in words why I have encounters with the homeless. There is an aspect of soul truth to the encounters. I think in the encounter I’m attempting to touch the meaning of being human.There is a great purity and a generosity amongst the homeless .They teach me what a human could be. 

Jared in the above entry is the same Jared that I discussed in my 1/9/2025 Blog.

[digitalfountains]

Luna Bijl by Mario Sorrenti

- Document Journal, Spring/Summer 2017

[spring-sage]

"I'm a complex man," he'd say. But what I think he really meant was that he’s just a wounded asshole. 

[thousandyearphantombunker]

[medullam]

Thom Browne for Document Journal, ph. Wayne Lawrence, styled Ronald Burton III by. [NYC, 2017]

[whimsicalcotton]

that one de journal spread is. Bothering me

[fleeceyang]

me and my movie snacks ^-^

[wagingmywarsbehindmyface]

JONAH HAUER-KING for Gentleman’s Journal issue 40 💠

[blackbackedjackal]

I'm not letting this go just because of how hypocritical and weird he's been about imitating other tumblr users for over a decade while never supporting the artists he steals from. Hard to be known for something unique when all you do is imitate.

[itstimeforstarwars]

I hit post limit yesterday which was kind of hilarious because 1) I didn't even know you could still do that 2) I have a time limit set for tumblr app on my phone, which means I reblogged 250 posts in less than three hours, and 3) I hit post limit at 2pm, and I had to stew in tumblr jail all freakin day

[ramblinglunaticssramblings]

My very first blog post ever

Hello !

As very clearly stated in the title, this is my very first blog and therefore my very first blog post ever. I don't know what will become of this but I hope it'll be a place for me to share my thoughts and writing and hopefully get feedback which I desperately need.

I suppose an introduction would be fitting, even if I'm not sure what I should include.

At the very moment of writing this I am fixated on It 2017-2019 (the movies). Mainly, I am interested in Reddie, and more the fanon part than anything canon. It's all I talk about and the only media I consume at the moment. I'm trying to write a fanfic about it, but I'm having an inspirational drought and I'm not sure exactly what to do. I'm also an avid roleplayer (sue me).

Aside from struggling to write fanfiction I am writing an actual original work, titled 5 o'clock which so much of my free time revolves around. That might seem surprising to most who know me, since I barely ever write and it's been a WIP since 2021 (I think). But I think about it a lot and I'd like to consider it a passion project of mine. I am planning on posting outtakes on here for potential feedback and also just because I love it.

I love journaling and when my mind gets too full, a poor spiral note book has to carry all of my thoughts as I try to decipher them. I've been wanting to try poetry, but for the moment its too far out of my comfort zone. It's standing around, just out of reach, with concept such as song writing and dancing.

I want to entertain myself with doing more things that don't come naturally to me and I want to utilize this blog to help me explore that. I hope that anyone reading feels free to give me feedback and criticism and comments on anything I do. I both love and hate being perceived.

I look forward for what's next to come.

<3

[remembertheplunge]

So, the pilgrimage of faith continues

June 18, 2017 Sunday 9:15pm or so

In my room. Too hot in the living room. Still hot outside…just last light.

Drive to Sonny’s mini mart just past 9pm.  Bright star, molted puff cloud army, light green blue last light sky plus body glove heat—magical.

Jerad cleans and unearths treasures. Last night, they included tons of photo envelopes from Wallgreens. I went through a few tonight. Dan, Mary, my mother out of focus. Think I’ll keep ‘em. My family is out of focus. Period.

Ruth Ann, Jim , Margie, Dennis, all at one end of the group in one photo. They are all dead now. Amazing.

I worked 10-6. Flores transcript review and jail visit. It felt good. I can’t do that and worry about money. So, my work heals. I’ve missed it. Glad to be back to it.

We spent about $24 today, maybe less.$15 for gas. $2 for milk. $2.50 for Rock Stars.

Jared dosed.

So, the pilgrimage of faith continues.

End of entry

Notes: 1/9/2025

Jared was one of the homeless men that lived with me for a brief time in 2017. Between March and October, several homeless men stayed in my house for days over weeks at different times. Jared stayed with me in my house from June 6 to June 19, 2017. He had a heroin addiction and was getting methadone treatments to work toward sobriety. That was what he was doing in the above entry when he dosed. Eventually, his addiction overwhelmed him and I had to ask him to leave.

I was estranged from my family in 2017. That included my brother, Dan, his wife, Mary and my mother. That's why I said they were out of focus.

Jim was my gay partner from 1997 to 2009, when he died of liver failure. Margie and Dennis were Jim's mother and father and Ruth Ann was his cousin. I was close with all of them. They had all died by 2017.

My income was erratic in 2017. But, doing legal work in my law practice and having encounters with the homeless was healing despite low income.

[digitalfountains]

Luna Bijl by Mario Sorrenti

- Documentation Journal, Spring/Summer 2017

[make-death-proud-to-takeus]

A page from my journal 🍑

[sparklywatercolors]

not my college emailing me to tell me they miss me. if y'all didn't decide to charge me for the "wrong" classes that you fuckers made me take maybe i'd be back. go fuck yourselves.