About Me, or, Farewell

As R. Crumb once said on a t-shirt I owned as a kid:

 I’d like to make this blog, as well as the rest of my life (or lives), a bittersweet prose poem (and perhaps occasionally a poem-poem), or a song of farewell, to this cruel and beautiful world we live in. This world is not our true home, but a very good facsimile, once you get out of the suburbs.

I sing, I cook, I read and write. I like to take photos and shoot video. I’m not good for much else, including the ukulele, but still I try. I’m also funny, if your taste in humor tends toward the ashy. I chant Hare Krishna more than any other single thing I do, except breathing, sleeping, and eating (and perhaps, now, writing), but I’m simply awful at it. Still, I keep chanting, because that’s what makes everything else worth doing. On really bad days, Facebook takes over everything.

I think and write about death because “our very existence is in the atmosphere of non-existence.” And yet, existence exists, somewhere. That is the intelligence that I’ve received from reliable sources, and I believe that it (eternal existence, that is, along with perfect knowledge and ever-increasing happiness) is much more likely to be found than weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, and sooner, too. For that matter, it’s more real than all the tea in China. Sometimes it’s just out of reach, sometimes I brush right up against it.

I love my husband, the ocean, the Ganges (any large body of water, really, including Niagara Falls). And commas, excessively so. It’s the pauses that refresh.


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Averil Dean December 21, 2011 at 6:18 pm

Look at your beautiful face! I can’t believe this is the first time I’ve seen it, since I feel like I know you so well. Your smile is lovely, and that fella behind you is not so bad, either.

Thank you for this. It makes you more real in my mind.



December 22, 2011 at 1:50 pm

It’s very nice to meet you and see you. And I like commas, too.


CJ December 22, 2011 at 8:43 pm

I write about death too. Love your photo btw. And your blog.


Tulasi-Priya December 22, 2011 at 8:50 pm

And your blog is scary good. Brave. I’m a natural-born coward (only with writing), but hope to ease into getting more revelatory and personal in my blog too.


CJ March 15, 2012 at 9:28 pm

Why aren’t you posting? Have you moved to another site? What’s up.

Chrisjrice@me. Com

Would truly like to know.


Tulasi-Priya March 15, 2012 at 9:57 pm

Thanks for asking, CJ. It’s funny it should be you who asks because I was just thinking about you yesterday, realizing I haven’t been to your blog in forever, and feeling kind of sorry about it. My hiatus started legitimately, and then I got sidetracked, and then my usual inertia set in. Mainly I’ve had insomnia and posting would have only made it worse, believe it or not. I’m getting my bedtime back on track will be back posting within a day or two. Hope that’s not TMI!


CJ March 15, 2012 at 11:18 pm

Not TM, JE (just enough). Hope you ‘re back soon.

Harry iPants January 17, 2012 at 6:30 pm

Hi TP, aren’t commas the best ?????
I get in trouble for them all the time, but then, I seem to get in trouble for writing about death too much too, so I just combine the two and it averages out.
I was quietly thrilled when you subscribed to my blog, as I’d been impressed with several of your thoughtful, intelligent comments, hopefully I’ll provide you with something worth reading from time to time.
So far I have only four followers, but with my girlfriend, my sister, Averil and yourself, I reckon quality is better than quantity anytime !
Now, how many commas was that…..


CJ August 29, 2012 at 12:50 pm

Hey, email me. I don’t find Twitter a good communications tool. chrisjrice@me.com


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