What would I do without a mind?
What would I do without a society to shape that mind?
To influence it?
To taint it?
To glorify it?
What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache?
An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world, save the produce of Nature which surrounds me.
I suppose I would be free....
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Intimately Coupled
We all need pain. We all need poetry in our lives.
Ugh. Somehow this interminable forging ever since the ice ages, of pain and love, and consequentially, of pain and poetry is a disease needing of immediate relief. Pain is a bore and should just vanish, and allnthe poets too that exalted it.
Ugh. Somehow this interminable forging ever since the ice ages, of pain and love, and consequentially, of pain and poetry is a disease needing of immediate relief. Pain is a bore and should just vanish, and allnthe poets too that exalted it.
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