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| Friday, May 18th, 2007 | | 11:07 am |
Nine Days From Now I'm not going to be out of town on Memorial Weekend, as I thought I might be, so instead I'm inviting people on Sunday the 27th to celibrate my birthday with me at my home in Pasadena. I'm not sure who's in town or not for the holiday, but you and your friends are invited, as long as everyone's nice to my neighbors.
I am taking requests for hospitalities.
I hope you can come.
Contact me however if you need any information.
-Brandon | | Monday, May 14th, 2007 | | 3:51 pm |
Memorial Weekend I may be going up to the bay area on memorial weekend. If you know anything going on or someplace to go... tell me! | | Wednesday, September 6th, 2006 | | 10:06 pm |
Tenancy Since I've managed to work out my work situation and my teeth situation and all that sort of stuff, it's time for me to find a better place to live. It's not that I don't like sharing a studio apartment with no parking, I just know that I can now allow myself better. I've paid my way through the end of September but if something comes up a bit sooner or later, I'm happy to work something out. As for what I'm looking for- good parking, my own room and internet access are my key points, but other than that I'll wait to hear what's available before crossing anything off. Any help you can provide is appriceated. I work different places around LA, so I expect to commute no matter what, but I try to keep it reasonable considering this and that whatever. I work all over the place around LA, so I commute, but will try to keep it reasonable Please respond to my e-mail BrandonDNilles@gMail.com
All for now.
-Brandon | | Thursday, May 25th, 2006 | | 12:53 pm |
Anaphoria Performs. For all you puppetry lovers out there... http://anaphoria.com/shadow.htmlThat's right, live shadow puppetry near LA. I enjoyed them last year and plan on attending this year again. Four show dates and two venues are listed on the website. This Sunday is when I plan to attend, after which I'm going out for a near new moon picknic somewhere under the would-be starts of the LA region sky. Bring sandwiches. -B! | | Monday, May 15th, 2006 | | 8:37 am |
Have You Considered... Have you considered how lucky you are to be you? The good fortune that you have, so as to spend every instant of your consciousness in the presence of you? Someone out there is jealous of you. Jealous that you get to be with you every moment of every day. Jealous that you get to know every brilliant thought you have and hear every funny joke you make. Jealous that you get to feel every twinge of good exercise, every belly laugh cramp and sore cheek that you experience. Someone hurts deeply when they think about how you look at yourself in the mirror every single day and take for granted what you see as simply commonplace- just the same thing as yesterday. They ache when supposing that you never even consider the beauty and grace with which you move when caressing yourself dry after a shower. Someone is jealous when you go to the store because for a moment, once you’re first on line, some person will have full right and invitation to look you in the eye and speak, and be heard- to have interacted- with you. Not your fantastic friend that just everyone adores. Not some person someone knows, whom you have never met nor know anything about and are incomparable to based on the intangibility of their existence and essence. Someone feels so many things because they can never have what you have; every part of you. Someone thinks that much of you. Is it because they are ill? Is it because they’re a saint? Who knows? Many times it doesn’t matter nearly as much as a question closer to where the home is. Whatever the reason they think these things, whatever the reason they feel them- emotionally, physically, spiritually- they are all true. Fact. Reality. Every bit of every insight and outcry. What matters more is if you know this. If even a tenth of all the truth floating around out there in the heads of everyone you know and so vary many that you don’t- a tenth of the reality nestled forever, cozy-like in the hearts of those masses- if only a tenth of this all can come to you, then you are blessed, and the remaining nine are just waiting for you…
Pace,
-Brandon | | Wednesday, October 12th, 2005 | | 12:14 am |
National Coming Out Day. Today is National Coming Out Day. (Yesterday, technically, but whatever.) Most of you know this, I know. I was listing to our dear friend KPFK yesterday and one of its more delightful programs, IMRU, as it was playing recordings of people telling their coming out stories. I was a little surprised at how the stories that were told, the changes people felt in themselves, the way their lives changed, descriptions of how people around them had acted and were then able to act after their revelation, were in most cases a perfect description of something I've been going through.
Anyone who's known me for some time has grown accustomed to the fact that I'm a reserved person. Intellectual and not hastened to act before contemplation. I'd heard that so much about myself I had begun to believe it, but I still had memories of having been a different person. Some interesting things happened in my life a little while ago and one of the notable results of these events was the realization that the barrier that I, and perhaps others, thought existed between me and all of the people around me did not actually exist. Even the people closest to me, I thought I was blocked off from.
It turns out that it was I, myself, which I was blocked off from. I learned about this barrier through its being broken. Everything in my life has changed. Not for anyone else, perhaps, but it's with new eyes that I see and new hands that I touch. I've felt love for the first time and reveled in it- reveled in heartfully proclaiming it. I've come out. I was in the closet- in denial. Not the kind of denial where you're just pretending, the kind of denial where you actually believe your own lies. There's more work to be done, but the wholeness and joy these self outed gay men and women described rang true for me in a startling way. I'm proud to have a heart. Now I just need to practice using it.
Coming Out: It's not just for homosexuals anymore. | | Saturday, October 1st, 2005 | | 1:15 pm |
No Job Is Too Odd... No job is too odd...
I need your odd job. There's is no job too odd to consider, whatever you're willing to pay money for, in fact it's the jobs people least expect me to be able to contribute toward that I usually find my greatest usefulness. If I can't already do it, I'd be willing to learn how to do it, to help you do it, or just do draw pictures of you doing it, whatever your needs are. Obviously, I can't do quite everything, but I hope that doubt will not keep you from considering contacting me. I look forward to taking care of my own concerns by helping my friends and those willing to give me a chance. I have tools, a car, a van, the internet, friends with experience in just about everything I've ever been ignorant on and a lot of motivation to make forward progress. I usually work for the equivalent of $10/hr., but depending on the job, expenses, travel and your own situation, I am of course willing to negotiate however is appropriate. Gardening & construction, personal training & massage, hair braiding, grammatical proof reading juggling lessons, artistic rigging, data entry, dog walker... surprise me. Depending on the job, travel is an option. I will also consider trade, but unfortunately cash is what will do me the most good. Please take the time to contact me.
If I can work hard enough for the next while, I've been given the opportunity to begin a new and amazing life. I just need to get my affaires in order. Thank you for you time.
Namaste.
BrandonDNilles@gMail.com | | Thursday, September 29th, 2005 | | 6:11 pm |
For those of you good enough to read, I do love you, and you are who this entry is for. I have recently learned, among many, many other things, that I am allowed to ask you for help. Most simply: Emotional Provication. Never in my life have I felt like I have become. I know you have seen me closed for so long you probably no longer even consider the matter, but it's been hurting me and it's been hurting you. I've been cracked open and now I want your help. Forget what you knew about me, meet me anew and with your heat. I have the opertunity to be reborn a new, fuller person. You share this opertunity, not just to help me redefine myself, but to redefine yourself. Have a great time.
What is it they say...
Namaste. | | Friday, September 10th, 2004 | | 3:18 am |
Well, Burning Man was excelent. I won't go into it, either you were there and you know, or you wern't... and you aught to know better. The wifi is up at Northern Faire and I've repaired my e-mail, so I have access again for a while. Nothjing much in the works for the next month or two, just working in the Troll Hole on weekends, maybe a little street performance during the week, we'll see. After this faire, however, It looks like I'm off to Hawai'i to try my hand at sustainable bamboo archatecture. I'm also looking into joining ASTA next sumer, perhaps with Todd or Heather, if there's any difficulty in persuadeing them... If I do find myself without any plans and near LA, my previous plan of exploring the wide, crappy world of extra and stunt work is on, so if you have any usefull info in that respect, that'd be great. Other than that, my fingers are cold, so I'm about out. Note though that I have a new mailing address, and I may change my phone number after Halloween. If I do, it'll be (XXX) BRA-NDON. I'm excited at the possability...
Brandon D. Nilles 14781 Memorial Dr. Number 1044 Houston, TX 77079 | | Saturday, July 17th, 2004 | | 9:57 pm |
Finished work, missed the LOJ, just ate some pasta and that's about it for the So. Cal... Small dig tomarrow after meeting my landlord for a final walk-through, then to the desert for a week. Back for a couple days next weekend to get my final check from work, maybe make some pancakes and head for Northern. That's all for now. | | Monday, July 5th, 2004 | | 12:55 am |
I'm not really a fan of this journal system, but I appriceate it's function, and since I'm going on the road it might be usefull...
That's right, after just three and a half months living the mundane life; a job, a house, bills and stuff, I've decided to screw it all. I traded in my nice, fuel efficent, fast, mostly comfortable '99 Civic for a '91 Ford Econoline that burns gas and oil. I've mostly packed my posetions either to be stored at a friends or go on the road with me and I'm looking into mail forwarding services. In about three weeks I'll be going up to Northern Faire to build and probably have no plans for after that, except to continue being houseless (home, after all, being somehthing you can take with you everywhere you go). Unfortunatly, I have some debts accumulated, so I can't plan any really cool trips untill I pay them off, but hopefully my bills will be low enough that I can do that soon, so I can make some trips. I've got a number in mind, but that's not core right now. I figure this is easy enough a way to keep people updated as to my whatever withought having to message them directly, though I'm not sure who actually checks on my journal, not having posted since 2002 and all... Either way, blah, blah, blah.
As for other events of note, what comes to mind is:
-The directors cut of Donnie Darko on the 15th of July. DO a search, I'm sure you can get info if you really want it.
-The Labyrinth of Jareth on the 17th of July. I'd go again, but I'm broke and you already know about it I'm sure, so I won't go into it.
-Mishkafest is sometime around now, but I can't remember when, or the address, though I do know how to get there.
-Comicon. Not really into it myself, but if you are, than you don't need me to tell you about it, which is good because I didn't bother to remember ay of the details.
That's all for now. |
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