at mask cat cafe, a cat named mega sits on my lap and makes it hard to type .... mega is not sure what she wants to do.... she won't sit, but insists on standing on my lap... ah, she decided to relax now... oh no, sharpens claws on my leg ....Taipei Moca is across the street, but closed for new year - ahhhh... mega sharpens......i too will celebrate, leaving town with Min-Chi tomorrow .... i should organze thoughts and materials for upcoming performances and talks - ... i think several in next few months - and think, if there is continued progress and continuity, or if life changes are inseparable from art, and thus exert dramatic change in art when life change occurs - i think for me, maybe life and art are not inseparable - and, dramatic life change only exert influence maybe, in broad, abstract ways ...perhaps it is a reasonable topic to discuss in an art-talk setting...

indeed, when i didn't see Min-Chi for a long time, i conceptualized my feeling - i began to stare into light sources, in an attempt to re"see" a perfect moment in memory of her - ... i composed scores, to account for staring into the sun, as a sedentary way of reliving staring at light as a reliving of that perfect moment in memory of Min-Chi - , and, ... swung a dowel to exhaustion, to find effective prayer place for a similar purpose - so, ... formal functionalism becomes a form of romantic cross baring ....so,... high minded motivations reveal themselves under slightest illumination to be expressions of the most common subjective human experience ....

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so,...

so,...

like the stutter, and like the order of urgency, it is all concept, and it is all not - it depends on a motivation's dressing -

..i hope everyone gets to find out who they are in life ....    bye