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Am I the one looking at me? Being looked at by me? Jesus Christ, who cares!? Shut up and reach enlightenment like the rest of us! That’s how it feels to me sometimes. One moment I believe that everyone gets it but me. The next, I think no one else gets it but me. Perhaps…
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Obsession: The other night I couldn’t sleep. I was obsessed with something. So obsessed, I couldn’t even think about it. Like if I were obsessed with football, but all I could think about was the word football. So I resolved to write about it the next day. Write down all the ways I could articulate…
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“He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.” – Samuel Johnson I think people get hairstyles to make them appear separate from the animals. I, on the other hand, want to be a beast. So I don’t do anything about my hair. My parents comment but that…
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I don’t want to say “don’t write with your ego”. Because what do I know? Write what you want, I guess. But this “want” comes from somewhere I cannot control. I can’t choose what I want. Nor choose who I love. Because I would have chosen the easiest option long ago. But how do I…
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Dear Skeletor, I read something today by Kazuo Ishiguro and it went like this: “All I know is that I’ve wasted all these years looking for something, some sort of trophy I’d get only if I really, really did enough to deserve it. But I don’t want it anymore, I want something else now, something…
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David Foster Wallace once wrote, “How odd I can have all this inside me but to you it’s just words.” This is the dilemma of the writer. To share or not to share. You have discovered something, somehow, and it makes sense to you in the words you found. But what about the reader? Do…
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Connection: I’ll start with a thought I just had. The best way to connect is to be playful. What do you think? Is life play, or is it work? Dessert: I’m beginning to believe I deserve to get what I want. That’s cool. How did I get here? I don’t want to bore you. It’s…
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Hi. I ask myself from time to time, “do you love me?” And each time I ask myself, the doubt seems to dissipate incrementally. I am becoming who I am. Not who others want me to be. I could go on but it seems I don’t really enjoy writing. At least, not for an audience.…
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Stars: I have a technique for looking at the stars. I have tried to show it to others and no one can seem to see it. Well, there is one person who understood. They understood and nearly fell over. “It’s 3D,” they said. I hope you can find this technique on your own. It’s really…
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The Word: God started a conversation with Himself. “In the beginning was the word…” He began with just one imaginary friend and gradually added more. But then His friends introduced more friends and He lost track of who He was. And He started to think that maybe the whole thing was Real. And perhaps that…
