10 things about me
1. Intertwined in a combustible realm of self involvement is my ideal and thinking against myself.
2. It must not matter in order to proceed, if it did matter i'd have to stop, cut out my tongue, sew my lips shut, drive a rusty nail through the nostrils and shove meatballs on toothpicks through my ears and lie on the ground as bait for the mice, so they can eat the cheese inside.
3. Extremities and mellowness fight inside for the predominance, I root for the latter, but the former is there for a reason, because reality is not what it should be.
4. I seek to express what I always fail at expressing.
5. My interests aren't directly biographical, they are biographical in terms of mood and the like.
6. If I'm ever successful in what I want to be, I may never really know, for to know if I am not fundamentally different from now would mean knowing would immediately make me not doing what I thought I was when I was so suddenly enlightened.
7. The things I love are the things I choose to live with, they are static in the sense that they are always the same, and for me a human being who always shifts and is altered sees, hears, and thinks about them in new ways.
8. Human relationships must never exceed superficial levels, because in depth involvement will present irreconciable differences, and unnecessary difficulties, I am not worth it at least.
9. In my array of interests are buried millions if not more instances of guidance, guidance is never only reassurance, in fact I see reassurances as malefic in disguise, and in these days the disguise isn't even employed most of the time, and that is kinda good in a way, because those with alive minds can with less fuss discard them.
10. Everything I say is unacceptable to me as i'm saying it, why do I say anything then? Because it doesn't matter, see #2.
2. It must not matter in order to proceed, if it did matter i'd have to stop, cut out my tongue, sew my lips shut, drive a rusty nail through the nostrils and shove meatballs on toothpicks through my ears and lie on the ground as bait for the mice, so they can eat the cheese inside.
3. Extremities and mellowness fight inside for the predominance, I root for the latter, but the former is there for a reason, because reality is not what it should be.
4. I seek to express what I always fail at expressing.
5. My interests aren't directly biographical, they are biographical in terms of mood and the like.
6. If I'm ever successful in what I want to be, I may never really know, for to know if I am not fundamentally different from now would mean knowing would immediately make me not doing what I thought I was when I was so suddenly enlightened.
7. The things I love are the things I choose to live with, they are static in the sense that they are always the same, and for me a human being who always shifts and is altered sees, hears, and thinks about them in new ways.
8. Human relationships must never exceed superficial levels, because in depth involvement will present irreconciable differences, and unnecessary difficulties, I am not worth it at least.
9. In my array of interests are buried millions if not more instances of guidance, guidance is never only reassurance, in fact I see reassurances as malefic in disguise, and in these days the disguise isn't even employed most of the time, and that is kinda good in a way, because those with alive minds can with less fuss discard them.
10. Everything I say is unacceptable to me as i'm saying it, why do I say anything then? Because it doesn't matter, see #2.
46-50, M
