Sunday, May 25, 2008
ink blotches in hard copy
You know what appeals to me most? I am glad you are so concerned. I enjoy the silent times free from all things on the outside.. No reminders of what exists elsewhere at all. No ties to people, things, or structure. If I could tie myself to one thing really well, then I would be happy and I would excell at what I chose to do. Why should I mold myself to the structure when I can build my own structure. No, I say no because that goes against all my training. I am a follower, I am trouble, I am you, I am structure and we are the same statistic. A blot on a page covered in the sneezes of record keepers and computer nerds who tabulate data and come up with rhetoric for future proposals to statistically improve their standing, is all we will ever be. Ink blotches in hard copy.
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