julius
About
I look like a cross between Harry Potter and a young Bob Dylan that slept outside for the last two days, and I feel about as disheveled. Life in the real world has made me realize the tangible benefits of a fictional world. I am fairly regular.
AIM: lazepoo
The writings of julius
Not the Man
June 11, 2008 - 11:43 am
Tags: flash-fiction, hillary, julius, man hating, sex and the city
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When did being a white man become a crime against humanity?
I sifted through the remains of the decimated Sunday paper. The headlines were mostly negative, as expected. There seemed to be a common theme uniting them, though: Man-hating was hot. For some reason, pundits couldn’t understand that I find Hillary Clinton disingenuous; apparently the fact [...]
What?
May 23, 2008 - 10:22 am
Tags: julius
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How can people be so different?
Look at nature: there are no contentious factions in an ant colony or segregated groups of salmon. Ever met a racist leopard?
Diversity is cause for celebration, not fuel for divisive conflict.
How can people contend with an uncertain future when they are so firmly rooted in the past?
Special Blend
Recipe for Widely Palatable Modern Man:
1 part coffee, store bought.
5 hours of sleep
3 hours of television (preferably sitcoms)
1 mortgage
50 hours of unfulfilling work
1 hour of leisure
1 nagging spouse
3 angry bosses
2 types of medication (for the heart or mind, a poorly crafted multivitamin, or others depending on your taste)
Take the ingredients, mix thoroughly until all parts [...]
I Dream
February 21, 2008 - 4:36 pm
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What am I to explore?
No stone unturned, to my frustration.
Who am I to adore?
An open eye displays abomination.
So I sit and I dream of a life filled with green and crimson and blue. There’s no me and no you, only two of a kind quite unsure how to find their way back.
What am I [...]
A Trip to the Inland Sea
February 14, 2008 - 9:30 pm
Tags: julius, lakes, snow, water
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I walk through snow, prints trail behind
The wind’s so cold, but I don’t mind
I top a drift and look to find the lake, too vast to be frozen.
I want to sip the frigid waves
To swim and see if Jesus Saves
But that’s not how a man behaves, and so I find my feet going.
I turn and [...]
NBC
February 14, 2008 - 12:49 pm
Tags: julius, runzelspoon
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I used to be a normal person. I woke up around 6:45, took a 15 minute shower, ate a perfunctory breakfast of eggs and coffee, and rode the subway to work like everyone else. My routine never varied. My dedication to this schedule never wavered, never faltered. Even when small wrinkles [...]
Can’t Save Yourself
January 29, 2008 - 5:29 pm
Tags: alienation, alone, commiseration, frustration, poetry, sadness
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Look through the dirty glass
I almost see the sky
The clutter builds and grows
I almost want to cry
Unhappy and alone
I almost want to die
But I don’t know why
I wish I had a clue
‘Cause maybe I could try
No idea what to do
Fake confidence: a lie
Can someone please speak up
Raise your voice, don’t be shy
These feelings can’t be [...]
Electric
January 21, 2008 - 11:20 pm
Tags: music, nostalgia
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How does something so primitive make such a lovely sound?
Take a look at an electric guitar sometime. There isn’t much going on, regardless of what make or model you hold in your hand. They’re all pretty much a couple of magnets picking up vibrations from a set of steel strings with some knobs [...]
To Be Young
Sunlight. The sun comes up around 5:30 am on a summer morning, and I see every second. It rises in the sky like a huge orange ball. Whenever I try to watch it, though, my eyes hurt. My Mom says not to look right at it, or I’ll hurt my eyes. [...]
Tastes Poorly, Less Filling
Today was my first “performance review.” I use the term loosely. I sat down with my supervisor of the last 8 months, Ed, expecting some sort of in-depth analysis of my workplace habits, demeanor, and achievement. Instead, I got a poorly formatted scrap of paper with a series of vaguely descriptive terms like “appearance” [...]
Trying to Dream of Electronic Sheep
December 29, 2007 - 2:25 am
Tags: contemplation, death, electronics, evolution, robots
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Today, I realized that I’m going to die.
I was sitting on the couch and listening to some music when some strange thoughts entered my mind:
“What if I die tonight?”
“What happens when you die?”
“Will anyone notice?”
I felt cold. I wanted someone around me, some other person to remind me that I was still alive. Maybe another [...]
Weary
Saltine dreams
Bird flu fills tomorrow
But my stomach will hurt regardless
No food
No money
Television national interview sorrow
Are you listening?
Am I?
Or is this just a rerun?
No sleep
Daydreaming
Drink until tomorrow
Subterranean Homesick Twentysomething
November 5, 2007 - 10:51 pm
Tags: julius
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Is there anything so oppressive as expectation? Fuck. I don’t think so.
I remember when the world was my oyster. My fucking oyster. A shellfish waiting to be pried open, filled with goods for me. And there was no hurry for anything to happen. The oyster wasn’t going anywhere. [...]
Neti
What is this glorious pot?
You don’t smoke it, but it finds its way through your respiratory system regardless. The effect is similarly intoxicating.
Air. Fresh, sweet air,
It’s like breathing for real,
But with water.
Maybe this is why fish don’t get sinus infections.
Airship
“Look at the size of that thing!”
“That’s what she said… hehehehe.”
Thom punched Sal in the arm. What a douchebag. Thom had always been mesmerized by airships as they came and went from the port by his house. As a child, he had wanted more than anything to captain one of the great [...]
Selling
February 18, 2008 - 11:35 pm
Tags: commentary, julius, sales
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John knew as soon as he entered the boardroom: this crowd was his. He stepped confidently to the end of the table opposite the imposing Mr. Davis. In between John and Mr. Davis sat twelve yes men and women, their necks spring loaded in anticipation, their marble pens locked in place with kung-fu [...]