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drunken ramblings
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spring cleaning all week end, cause nothing is still. ever. vibrating, circulating, living. and bless it for the silence is maddening, even more maddening than pondering constant, infinity, evermore, nevermore. Quoth the raven, `Nevermore."
Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly (painfully)
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door
With such name as nevermore.
and much of madness and more of sin...
I understand the money i donated to tsunami relief is tax deductible this year...
some how i would feel it less of a contribution if i went there this or next year or any year. though much of my taxes go to things i disagree with.
what ever.
the joy of spring! i live for gifts such as these.
culture, language, the way we put things...english "look at the big dog" french, "look at the dog big". do you think in words? Im not sure what most people do, but i think in both words and pictures a lot of times things crash in my mind. who needs tv?
I felt guilty for a while today, looked at all the dead bugs floating in the pool, silly isnt it? That I notice? Life eats life, my existence is fueled on life, my death shall fuel life and that is always where i end up. That is where i have to end, because i notice.I bit into a steak for lunch, all i tasted was death, for dinner i ate salad, and i tasted life. it will drive me mad.
i feel pitiful some times, my sexual energy takes me over, my body literally aches, with little to no trigger. My body wants and needs to mate, it is so very laughable.
Im going to go outside, see if I can see the stars, ponder eternity till I get tired and seek solitude in slumber.
Drunkfully yours,
Shante’
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