Thursday, November 22, 2012

Donna:Thanksgiving dinner (Catholic Church), Harvard Doctoral candidate invitation to film



I'll recommend the film as an agnostic. I'd like to write the poem about the circumstances under which we were invited- in the light, you will find the road. Donna and I spent our second Thanksgiving at a nearby Catholic church, in effect she attends church while I look for writing experiences, including foods that are different. We were discussing going to see Anna Karenina, and got lucky. There was a second Thanksgiving down the street and a complete stranger gave me a mimeograph. Last year we got lucky when the church members tried to deliver two ten pound turkeys to our building and allowed us to intercept one of them, their giving us enough for days. This year, rather than a crowded loud affair, the second dinner was given by a "pastor", and was a "small gathering". It happened to be a bible study group run by a Harvard Divinity School doctoral candidate. As odd as the feeling was, apparently the function room was at her disposal and she then invited us to a film. See it if you want and I'll ruin the ending if you'll watch it-  he has left her in a church and the film concludes with his voice over belief expression  of his belief in God and his returning for her. Because it has a romantic ending, the theological theme is, if the world were to end we should trust God and let faith bring whatever is next; or if it were not to end, then those who are "left behind" are left here to believe. The worst thing that can happen is that you would say that the movie is part of  "Christ in Literature" and purportedly deals with the books of Daniel and maybe Thessalonians.
I again mentioned to the pastor that while I'm with Donna, she can go into a church at any time and sit quietly and reflect. (Greek for mensa being altar- maybe to some artists-but the church is my museum) Really, if you are old enough to remember the Insight television series from Sunday mornings, which I still respect in some way, the film was reminiscent of it.
She won a new Christmas mug with cappaccino after dinner in a raffle and she, for now,placed it in the Holiday basket that she won in an earlier raffle months ago.


Sunday, November 11, 2012

Agnostic response to serenity: Sex,love, lifting at gym, atheism

"We made love last night." I just brought Donna a coffee. I went back to the gym to lift weights. In effect, after our living together for a year and replacing the gym with an isometric, which tones the muscle, I can lift, but not as much as a year and a half ago. I'm lucky to curl 100 as often as I can, the bench press is lower than before. But possibly, with the isometric, the look is more toned, or ripped, which at my weight is what I wanted from lifting- to look like Bruce Lee, although I might not still lift 200 at my weight of 130. Secondly, I don't believe in God, debate made, debate taken. Apparently the wealthy in America brought it up recently. I believe in love, which is why I mention it at whatever "course of human events" or cultural standpoint we may now be at. Love "that brings you places" as a human being or person- "into things"- I wasn't into lifting, I just picked it up waiting for "serenity to bring me where I was going". We made love last night, wants some heavy poetry; some of the words could be improved, I still said to be thankful for what we have or still have. She just came in, and she's explaining things to me. We're actually having the conversation that she was "self-conscious" and now I have to remember the word "true relationship", without being personal, she "checked the mirror" or something like that after the beginning of foreplay, like when you have to reach for a lubricant. Maybe it isn't entirely superficial, poeticlly, although I just had to reiterate that she should accept the compliment from me. A quick smile now that its morning, I just had to tell her that while she was doing that took an aphrodisiac for stamina and things like that. Scott Lord- Film
Is art more often than not a reflection of mood or emotion? I've added one of the movie posters I've been looking through.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

George Melies- The bookstore on West Street, Boston

www.ashmontmedia.com/releases/AE_2012_film_november.pdf

I happened to spend the morning looking through the silent film section in the bookstore on West Street. The one hundread year old copy of Longfellow was five dollars, which is indicative of its outdoor section. I went inside and found a paperback Grove Press copy of I Am Curious Blue.( The template of my webpage was made from a photograph of a hard cover copy of Vilgot Sjoman's diary, which I no longer own.) I also found a copy of If Love is a Leopard, by Ethan Ayer. Apparently Mr. Ayer was the editor of Voices magazine and quite possibly lived near Longfellow, but we were both born in the same town. I wrote to the author in 1977 as a freshman in highschool, my having found a copy of his novel The Enclosure at the public library book sale. In return, he sent me a signed copy If Love is a Leopard, a volume of his volume of poetry, which I also no longer own- today I found a replacement copy.. What Donna and I did miss today . although we had a date for lunch was a screening of Silent Film this evening only a couple blocks from where I was shopping. I  have therefore  included representative films here. Silent Film

Scott Lord