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Super destruction leads to fresh life. So far, the strategy has been to strip away all the old layers and see what is left. Informed intuition tells me something refreshing will be at the end of this yellow brick road. So, in an attempt to begin to remove some of this dead skin, I drank some paint thinner today. Then, I huffed some gasoline. It made me feel real good. I could only see colors based upon forces. The most brilliant colors were steaming from my shoes as I ran across a bed of roses. Okay, so maybe none of that happened. What did happen was a little bit of this and a little bit of that. None of which was entirely productive; none of which was entirely unproductive. Oh yes, and I am entirely too icy. I do not know how to respond to certain situations and I often do not understand conversational and relational dynamics. Despite interstitial similarities of feelings, I cannot come clean because it is not what I want. So again, I have to wall the emotions and shut it down, much to my disdain. |
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2007MARCH25 |