I HAVE NO REASON TO BELIEVE I'LL DIE TOMORROW

so ill admire their feathers

Saturday, November 05, 2005

social ineptitude seems to (negatively) make up for any idealistic sense i've had of my preceived image and where i was going. perhaps it's time for self-reflection. Maybe self-reflection is what brought me to this point. what's the point in self-reflection? at all?

Undying toil. I said poetry takes turmoil and a dedication to it. I question that sometimes. I also said::there is difference between people that have been in love and people that haven't. Poetry lies somewhere in between. Perhaps I was being indulgent; I wonder.

These things I say are grains of salt, i guess. face value demoralized. because I no longer believe in morality. or any of these things that were originally true. I also self-loathe more now than i used to but sometimes feel self-righteous. Sometimes, with my hands, I gesture a motion forward. "this is where I'm going," i say. Nobody understands. i'm not sure i do, either.

THE FULL CONTEXT OF THIS SESSION IS LOST WITH MY MEMORY. I NEVER KEEP TABS. BUT I DO. MOSTLY ON ME, BUT I STILL GET MAD AT OTHER PEOPLE. OPENLY ADMITTED TO THE GENERAL IMPERFECT REPUBLIC: I DO GET MAD/MADE. BY OTHER PEOPLE. PEOPLE'S VIEW OF ME BECOMES MADE BY THEM AS THEIR PERCEPTION OF ME CHANGES. MOSTLY I AM IN CONTROL, BUT THAT IS MY VIEWPOINT. ONCE I WROTE A FEW NICE THINGS ABOUT LOVE. OR VITAMINS. OR NOT LOVE OR NOT VITAMINS. WHO FUCKING CARES?

yes: people's honesty scares me. i could not believe how honest she was. like sometimes when i say i'm a liar and a cheat i never really mean it but maybe it's true. because she was fucking honest. and i'm always skirting around what's really there, what i really mean to say. what's the fucking point in my useless rhetoric? i feel like i'm creating some sort of system to live by. all systems are bound to fail. unless it's a system that continually changes. i make room for that. i do. i promise.

2 Comments:

At 11:02, Blogger hulia said...

it helps if you have the glasses. you should listen to a band called "the robot ate me" while you draw graphs. go to their internet website. trust me, it really is them. i have to go. my class is in three and a half hours.

 
At 21:26, Blogger that_robot said...

i've never seemed so coherent. love it x15

 

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