Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
language can never describe reality because words only refer to other words, not to anything real. Whether a piece of writing is a novel or a law, each person is the sole arbiter of what that writing says and what it means, all truth is relative, all moral principles are fraudulent interpretations of religious and philosophical texts that actually have no meaning other than what each person wants them to mean.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I feel like I’m going through the motions. I do just enough to keep my body functioning and not to arouse concern or suspicion in those around me. Nothing seems to invoke any sort of emotion or even response from me. I should be disturbed at that or at least a little troubled. Yet I can’t even muster that.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
i am going to attempt to just be. Well that doesn't work you already 'are'. Unfortunately things on this plane have bias, connotations, expectations. The list goes on. I shall attempt to ignore thought process ..filters and just be ..first reactions..... instinctual reactions
Friday, January 30, 2009
I turn the tap the water bursts forth. I keep on turning til i meet resistance. I only turn one tap on. The one mark with the little red H. Nothing good every comes from the colour red. I curl into the foetal position under the faucet. I dont know how long i spend in the shower. As long as it takes. I took a brush used to scrub floors, industrial strength cleaning products and a pummelstone to my flesh. These are not the actions of a sane human being ..a healthy one. I turn the tap the opposite direction until i meet resistance again. I hop out and look in the mirror beads of red marr my already pinked skin were i have made myself bleed ...that damn red again. It doesnt matter it didnt work ...i wont wash clean....i still cant stomach looking at myself