Wednesday, February 01, 2006

the prettiest dream of dying alone.

take what you think you know of the world and leave it behind. devote your life wholly and unconditionally to something, it's the only way to create meaning. just pick something, it doesn't even matter. let's face it, most of us aren't good enough at anything to make a lot of money, so we might as well have fun. most of us aren't even doing that. what do you feel when you feel happy? nevermind, i don't want to know. when i think of all the people i could have been, i want to vomit. this could mean several different things depending on how i view my present state. take your pick.

2 comments:

that_robot said...

i was talking to this acquaintance-friend today who recently started smoking crack. I think he's hooked.

I'm serious.

fusselman's rabbit said...

these things happen.