For Aftermath-letes, obscenesters, pomosexuals, recovering techoholics and those looking for myopic clarity. “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”
"Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about."
Myself : I suffer from culture envy, delusions of complexity. "Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops." If gift shops were pop-up ads, shopping for meaning.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Ah
So this is what happy feels like. We are all byproducts of environments. I lived under power lines. Rather than focus on the toxic waste of the world, I would like to focus on the single flower.
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