dream_magazine epitome of incomprehensibility You can't take it out of the waiting room or library. The surprising thing? It's about poetry. Four times out of five it'll be about poetry - quoting, analyzing, reviewing the stuff. 241019 ... raze mine was a strange literary journal that was designed more like a lifestyle magazine. i didn't see the name (or the front cover), but i scanned the titles of the first two stories in the table of contents: "after sure" and "confront george skin peddler". 241024 ... epitome of incomprehensibility A bit of dream_movie, too. Anyway. In choir practice, I'm handed a bundle of music scores. The director has added a suite of songs from a movie about the life of Polish writer Tadeusz_Borowski. This will be depressing, I think. (See the above link for a short recap of his life - posted after a quote from one of his stories.) Anyway, besides his life story, what about all that music? I like to see new music scores and go through them - curiosity distracts the ADHD cat - but learning four or five more songs before the concert on Dec. 4?? The last item in the bundle isn't a score, though. It's a movie magazine from 1972. I'm confused at first, but then I realize this must be the year the Borowski film came out. We get background research. I forget about the music and open the magazine. Two movies featured are about the Vietnam War. All right, I think, that was going on in 1972. Or just finished. I don't remember. I'll have to ask an American. So I'm sitting next to Dad in some sort of waiting room. Instead of asking him about the dates of the Vietnam War, I ask him about the photo of what looks like the Grand_Canyon. I know it's not the Grand Canyon, it's somewhere else, but... "Is this the one that looks like solid rock but it's really lava?" I can imagine those brown shimmers in the rock undulating. You could surf on them, if you could avoid the rock cracking to reveal the red-hot magma underneath. "No, it's not lava." He's impatient. "It solidified millions of years ago." Maybe in the movie it was in motion. Moving picture, after all. But is this feature about a movie, or does the magazine include other content? Places to visit, for instance? Then I'm inside the Tadeusz Borowski movie, courtesy of an embedded YouTube link. Magazines are getting awfully immersive these days. But so are movies. Why can I smell a burnt smell? Borowski is walking down a hallway, I follow his point of view, and he's walking towards the rough round door at the end. A faint glow comes from behind it. I don't want to go that way. He doesn't have to go that way, does he? But he opens another door before that and accepts a folded paper, a message from a military officer. He bows. He's enslaved, he has no choice about where to go, but at least he's not forced to clean up the burnt bodies - because this part must be set in Auschwitz even though the hall he's walking down looks like some church or community centre at first. Finally he goes the other way. But how could I smell anything? ...All right. I'm out of the movie. I'm out of the magazine. I don't have to learn new repertoire (now THAT would be a tragedy of tragedies). (But this relates back to David as well. Something he said about the word "repertoire"...but blah, I have no time.) 241119 what's it to you? who go blather from