"What am I supposed to do, walk around in airplane mode for a week?" | SidewalkSnippet020116a
— westy (@westyreflector) February 1, 2016
#SidewalkSnippet 012516a
9th St @ 4th Ave. Woman into phone, other hand gestures into space: "…the one thing I know is -" [salt truck roars by] "- so stop caring!"
— westy (@westyreflector) January 25, 2016
[words] deposition reflections
Truth over time becomes elusive – and relative – so lawyers ply their trade in the fuzziness of memory. Justice relies on absolute truth, and pursuit of it is mere human invention – absurd and Sisyphean as any other attempt to stanch the entropy of the universe.
Yesterday, after four hours of being probed, prodded, picked apart and piecemealed by opposing counsels, I walked out of my attorney’s office thinking of Kurt Vonnegut’s observation that “only humankind is running out of time.”…
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audiobiography: westy reflector [disquiet0060-audiobio]
background track: “(i believe) this sounds like me” – recorded 02.24.2013
hey, world. this is westy reflector,
(i believe)
coming at you from brooklyn, new york, planet earth.
(this sounds like me)
my real name is dave.
i write songs.
(i believe this sounds like me)
i try to keep my songs simple.…
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