DAY...
I don't know, 51 or 52..... of my continued exile somewhere in South Florida. Shit.
The Politics of Boredom. The Politics of Melancholy. The Politics of Fill-in-the-Blank. Does any of that sound like a load of BS? Sure it does. Politics don't belong in boredom; though politics, as a general principle, inevitably become boring. And Politics have nothing to do with sadness and depression.
(I think.) You might as well own your sadness and depression, give it a pet name. Take it to the park. Let it shit somewhere inconspicuous so that others may step in it..... you get the picture.
Boredom and Melancholy are a constant. Politics are illusory; kind of like identity. Hypothetically, you can be whoever you want to be on any given day. You could even steal someone else's identity. Not that you would. But I might..... I never showed you my collection of social security cards, did I? The persona I wear here on SG..... it's illusory. I'm actually a lot nicer in person. Friendlier. Shorter, too.
It doesn't matter.....
Actually, I take back what I said about politics. Politics are sort of like chaos magik. It's real enough when some motherfucker under the influence of Politics forces their will upon you. it's real enough when Politics leads to shit blowing up. Who do you hate? Does politics dictate who you hate? Probably. Belief..... is stronger than knowledge. Superstition kicks ass on science. Truth doesn't pay the bills. And you are not free.
Musing... over dirty dishes. Somewhere in South Florida.
Your Pal, AN
I don't know, 51 or 52..... of my continued exile somewhere in South Florida. Shit.
The Politics of Boredom. The Politics of Melancholy. The Politics of Fill-in-the-Blank. Does any of that sound like a load of BS? Sure it does. Politics don't belong in boredom; though politics, as a general principle, inevitably become boring. And Politics have nothing to do with sadness and depression.
(I think.) You might as well own your sadness and depression, give it a pet name. Take it to the park. Let it shit somewhere inconspicuous so that others may step in it..... you get the picture.
Boredom and Melancholy are a constant. Politics are illusory; kind of like identity. Hypothetically, you can be whoever you want to be on any given day. You could even steal someone else's identity. Not that you would. But I might..... I never showed you my collection of social security cards, did I? The persona I wear here on SG..... it's illusory. I'm actually a lot nicer in person. Friendlier. Shorter, too.
It doesn't matter.....
Actually, I take back what I said about politics. Politics are sort of like chaos magik. It's real enough when some motherfucker under the influence of Politics forces their will upon you. it's real enough when Politics leads to shit blowing up. Who do you hate? Does politics dictate who you hate? Probably. Belief..... is stronger than knowledge. Superstition kicks ass on science. Truth doesn't pay the bills. And you are not free.
Musing... over dirty dishes. Somewhere in South Florida.
Your Pal, AN