|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- PARKING--VESTIBULE ONE (1-31) --------  ||  Superior  ||  Parking  ||  -------> (Cup SUpk001, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = PARKING 1 * 7/7/97 Dank sunny monday, solidity, I am in a faded field. On interstate I yearned for mall, here now, the what it was is very gone. I am far above it, and I am solid. PARKING 2 * 7/19/97 Okay, spice has connotation, downhill glide, the myriad of sensory input never to be called back again. Why we do what we do--is it really very much a mineral deficiency? Morning, theme park yesterday, tired of asking, about who we are, yet counting the seconds till the next disaster. But the counting you don't know. PARKING 3 * 7/19/97 Problems, and how in quiet moments they are growing but we ignore them. PARKING 4 * 7/20/97 For that I am, I am pasting invigoration on sky and tree. Pile of junk and clocks, be my friend, you are one of several people I know. I am strange in some ways, and I travel on unknown subways, and I am seeing the funny secrets. Yes, an alley in a comic-book-getting corridor of my youth. Energy, punk, of the moment, living, forging cool works of fiction and art, and I love you. PARKING 5 * 7/20/96 I hope we're going the right way with a stick. PARKING 6 * 7/22/97 Whatever college clever witch, beyond our indulgent play, financed by parents working in soul-numbing misery, a truck is coming, and it is coming slowly, and we are sneezing, and we are at arcade, and we are cool, and we are talking about The Beatles, and we are both experts. PARKING 7 * 7/26/97 Pissing on ice, hi. You're not really stunned. I found something on Keeving Drive. PARKING 8 * 7/26/97 We usually look at real estate at night. I have some artistic cinnamon. PARKING 9 * 7/26/97 Following. The cousins have other grandparents. PARKING 10 * 7/26/97 X is swollen. Daddy, sliding doors. Dating user. Chase heat. Meerschaum Whenever, dwarf. PARKING 11 * 7/26/97 Sword thrust into ground. Hanner-oriented (far) Comething. Walkin' tall, pissin' me off. Weirdest fucking oilrig. This is an idea I did did behind last year. Not good enough to start it 5/19/97. To sing of the jolly amuztrajgur. I was gone from over there. E/S/I+G, a simpls code. Simpls code. We, who terminate, were phasers, and this bottle can bark. That last sentence was computer generated. PARKING 12 * 7/26/97 They're cool right. Gopod promotion tool. Caslon Dimtrav. Sail Pawns. Ixrels. Horrow. Deficiencies. Private collection. Warolcood Facipic. Swish. Thoirn. Invested to such of my heart and soul. From notebook. A in a joins way. X in a j. Imahine. PARKING 13 * 7/27/97 Jill dear blue. Blue hair college funk. Lisa TV little thing. Comedy classic sucker of alcohol. Fucked-up tree. The fucked-up thing. Bleary-eyed computer programmers, shot on fourteen cups of coffee, think they're cool at sunrise. I was eating pussy while they were sucking caffeine. She says, ten years from now, they'll be millionaires with their games, and we'll be watching soap operas, on unemployment. Okay? PARKING 14 * 7/27/97 See, he is obsessed with a cool building and she says he's trying to avoid real life. She threatened me with a knife. But all these girls of the past are meaningless. PARKING 15 * 7/27/97 A dear sensation, wanting to smash someone, but just humming. She was very smart, and said that ghosts don't exist, still I wanted to embrace her. But a scumbag flirted with her. And I had just started listening to jazz on my walkman. And this guy had a keyring shaped like a penis. PARKING 16 * 7/27/97 A lot of junk. One fear about getting rich is that your kids will be assholes. She held my hand and she was drunk and she rambled on about a website dealing with people putting on those big cartoon character outfits, like sports mascots or at Disney World. I couldn't tell if she did the site, wanted to do it, or someone else already did it. Holding my hand, but I knew she was a psycho, and it was great. It was grand, because although I would have loved to have sex with her, I knew that it was no way gonna happen. And I didn't even yearn for it, or anticipate it or anything. It felt so good. But she held my hand the whole time. And when it was all over, it was like, I just wasted three hours, totally. PARKING 17 * 7/27/97 He told me about his dream and I wondered about the whole "dream recorder" thing. Girl Anna was a nerd, and she said in the back of a magazine was an ad for such a device. We criticized the idea, but she said she got it and showed us on her computer a QuickTime movie of her dream. She was making out with other chicks! Hot chicks! Then this guy walked in and we had to talk to him in a totally meaningless way for an hour. And now I'm really obsessing on Girl Anna's video. If it's a real dream recording, it would be a whole new world, for everyone. If not, it means she was in a porno, and I couldn't believe that. I mean, I thought she had a crush on me. PARKING 18 * 7/27/97 Smart young computer urban tales, spun in a quirky manner, glorifying a bunch of pansies. Yes, pansies. Emotional retards, whose non-lives take on massive dramatic hues in their deluded psyches. They do not know that there is a world of adults, of real people. "I gotta get more into Japanimation." PARKING 19 * 7/27/97 Silly, I was into the whole "Dutch" thing. Wooden shoes, whatever, proposal for a theme restaurant. There are a lot of bad ideas. Damn if I don't sex-assess every female I lay eyes on. I can't help it. It's this whole thing. To be blunt, it's: [1] See female. [2] "How fuckable?". Right? Man, and it's like, you're not supposed to be like that. But I think that this is "optical fucking". The image of the girl, scanned onto your brain, and you do have sex to some extent there. Theme restauarants--another kind of "optical fucking"? PARKING 20 * 7/27/97 Tangential. Breaking off a part of the chair that was a bane to me. 3:03 PM. Haven't been on a real train for awhile. How about a silly silly train trip to Princeton? Not enough time in the day. And I'd have to go all the way back to Manhattan to get a bus home. People. Photos of people. Time we devote to sorting out the past, also to generate new history. A blast, a feeling in a car, and a mundane taking-out of garbage to the dumpster. My personal history, I am fascinated by my past. Things changing, things I have been through. And all the stuff I have from those past times. PARKING 21 * 7/29/97 X is famous. Dear, we can sense that we are ever struggling to process what our senses are telling us into something graspable and comfortable. Seek fame. Shall we seek to achieve? To hide from reality, and we blur the meaning of the word "reality". And we look at dreams as unreal things. How many of us are real, anyway? We can see bits and pieces of gods in most faces. And escape by referring to something specific. Driving down a rainy roadway. PARKING 22 * 7/29/97 Folks are broken. And live with being broken in different ways. Like, a guy doing something bad, and then it is revealed, and then... the sense is that he should have acted otherwise. But he was faced with being broken. Big ideas and a tree. Air conditioner, conditions air, coldens air, bread rolls and butter in nice restauarant with piano, kids want to be across and down the street and playing video games. Adults want to win money and quit job. Preying on others. Yet there is Wonder, and yet are things very much okay. PARKING 23 * 7/30/97 Now this is an unusual vear. I must of tock a misty understood like beforehand. I was in food court and I had potato. Yeah, road, stay on it and not get distracted. I am thinking of fame. My work in all its aspects is fragile. My state of insecurity and the utter luxury of no audience is an excellent way to create. And even so there is so much I could wanna do with just a subject like turtles. And I would coffee and mall, and I have to comment on my very much mentioning of coffee and malls. PARKING 24 * 7/30/97 Okay, cigars are great, but folks say like, oh it's so trendy, fuck that. But they're good! So much about "liking" something is so much more than content. Right. Like you hear a song, and it's like, I don't know if I should like that. That level of analysis, meta, what is it all about? I'm aware of that. PARKING 25 * 7/30/97 Well now Superior is going strong, now it is Superior II: Parking, and this is it. Hi. Emptiness in an overall picture is a thing here. Like, being in a band that is moderately successful, and then what? The self, and this is what I am leading up to, it is about the self. But now I am talking about things, and specifically, and these are not the best Superiors. Yeah, let's go. Yeah, I am on to something. It is you and the world, ultimately. Other people get in the way of that Primal relationship. That that Primal relationship is only one part of your life. But it should be a bigger part of your life. PARKING 26 * 7/30/97 L let us quiz T. El lettuce quisty. Ollotoscweztee. The brain, and all the associations it has with words and sounds, and that is too complex to understand, but we can feel the pleasure of it. Tape recorder show about animals. Canonizing the 7-11 experience. The love of driving around at night. Doing stuff as the day happens. Day happens. PARKING 27 * 7/30/97 I would say that a little sane thing to do every day would be welcome. PARKING 28 * 7/30/97 Blast the digital wristwatch, Henrietta. A freedom of cardboard boxes. I feel that I can help people, and I know that such a feeling is common and dangerous, and I think I am the exception, and a lot of other people do too. As a kid I had some kind of special feeling about a gas station called "BP". And I thought that minicomics had some kind of unseen potential. But chaos gets the better of it all. But I used to love the antiseptic, theme-park-like version of the idea of chaos. And I am yet yearning. And I am fascinated by the thought of winter. PARKING 29 * 7/30/97 I am ahead of my time with my ideas all the time, and I always have new ideas, so I must implement my newer ideas sometime to have the advantage. My newest idea, only hours old, is that interaction, as is the dearly loved idea of the digital superworld people now, is wrong. My idea is that people want to work on THEMSELVES, go for a personal best. Look at classic video games. Just you and the computer, trying to get a higher score every time. When I stated awhile back that Obliviana was inspired by the spirit of classic video games, I was not thinking of this aspect specifically. But it is the most important aspect, maybe. PARKING 30 * 7/30/97 You, you care about you, so don't understand yourself in the context of famous people. You and the real world around you. Don't ignore it! Explore it. I will give you a way to do just that. PARKING 31 * 7/30/97 Austere living, like reading a comic strip over again. I am appalled at how stupid people are these days. At least the hippies had ideals. Now all us young adults hoard hundreds of CDs and CD-ROMs that'll never ever be played again. Art and romance, and PARKING. That's right, parking. Parking your car, or being in a car that's being parked, or being in a parking lot. Parking is a big part of life. And I say that's a good thing. See, parking is a thing that works. You do it, it's done, and that's it. PARKING 31 * 7/31/97 It is pathetic and comic, weakness. Regard your weaknesses. For them all, there is someone out there to exploit you. And you might be doing some exploting. Credit card debt? Doing someonother people and/or companies i to something? If there were not such great goodness in the world to offset these great evils... -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----