Mar 07, 2006 17:26
"You know, I'm not jealous of anyone. I like what I have and I take what I want. But your passion. You know what it is. Im jealous of that. I want to find mine."
I don't know how to define it.
I don't know what creates it.
I don't know where to find it.
It is what it is.
Mary, I'm going to send you an orange rind, a polaroid, and the spine of a rabbit. If you reach New Mexico, bury them in some obscure location that we will never find again, even if we try sincerely. There's something you should understand about existence and intangibility.
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self-possession,
creativity