THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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I am me, well not me but flitting acceptance that I must be. I am you, well not you but your perception of me. Who better to be than me? Who worse to be than me? Should I feel hate/love/indifferent to my-self? Can I feel two or more things simultaneously, whether I am aware of it or not? Can I be two or more things simultaneously and be aware of it? I am a being, which is not quite a doing but can be. Who am i? I eat/shit, fuck/sleep and all the other stuff in-between so not to stop for too long as the end is the end of choices, as we know them or try to understand. If you are in part me and I am in part you then there is no me or you but then again there is no us or them, freedom rises from some-thing but you can’t make some-thing from no-thing, well that is what they say! I am some-thing. I am a some-thing being, trying to do the do even when I don’t even want to, free to do your bidding but not quite free enough to do my own. In my complete alienation of every-thing, there is an invisible seam that joins me to some-thing which joins that thing to some-thing else. That join is being but it is not me! |
either you're out of philadelphia or british. |