Black Box
By: Gustav Hoiland
Category: self portrait
| Aperture: | f/2.8 |
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| Focal Length: | 50mm |
| ISO: | 1600 |
| Shutter: | 1/0 sec |
| Camera: | Canon EOS 5D Mark III |
Revisited some of the pages within the pounds of the great tome after work today. The very brick of literature that completely changed my understanding of entertainment, addiction, suicide, drug use in general, professional athletics, you name it.
And it was all done through living within the characters that lived, so to speak, these experiences. Hearing their thoughts, how they analyze situations, feel their experiences. And of course these fictional persons were really just extensions of the author’s thirty-odd years of breathing Earth’s fair air.
Much of my writing here is influenced by his style, likely in ways that I don’t even notice. Flexibility in words (e.g. “ununderstanding”), sentence structure (the exclusion of “I” in this posts’s first sentence), maybe some other stuff.
Excellence in print.
Excerpt from today’s passage: “The thing about Demerol wasn’t just the womb-warm buzz of a serious narcotic. It was more like the, what, the aesthetics of the buzz… A somehow deliciously symmetrical buzz: the mind floats easy in the exact center of a brain that floats cushioned in a warm skull that itself sits perfectly centered on a cushion of soft air some neckless distance above the shoulders, and inside all is a somnolent hum.”
handsome. 🙂