saltonsea

current activity: random attempts to break through the obscurity complex

current soundtrack: Talking Heads

current statistic: a torrent of trivial expeditions and frequently occuring sporadic over-indulgence

You are so terribly nimble, so clever. I distrust your cleverness. You make a wonderful pattern, everything is in its place, it looks convincingly clear, too clear. And meanwhile, where are you? Not on the clear surface of your ideas, but you have already sunk deeper, into darker regions, so that one only thinks one has been given all your thoughts, one only imagines you have emptied yourself in that clarity. But there are layers and layers -- you're bottomless, unfathomable. Your clearness is deceptive. You are the thinker who arouses most confusion in me, most doubt, most disturbance.

The more bored i am, the more indulgent, eccentric, deviant and lustful i become.
A rising coagulation of compulsion. And at the moment... i am oh so very bored.

It's a desperate state of affairs i tell you. A crisis almost. Please send donations.....

This morning i had a dream, that i was urinating in a dirty toilet, and my cell phone fell in. Needless to say, i was most aggravated. Just then, i was woken up by the door bell... I had received a package from Kuwait, and i had to pay $16 for fucking border inspection costs. Usually, i would have exploded into a why-am-i-paying-$16-just-cause-you-don't-like-arabs rant...but instead, i was just happy i didn't have to fish my phone out of a dirty toilet.

I think it's going to be a good day.