May 31, 2008 03:01
This is me and only me. I have given myself a mask that I may better show the world my true nature.
There are many reasons why you are still reading this post. the first is that you have read the profound statement I just made and agree wholeheartedly with it. If so then thankyou. The second is that you think I'm a pompous, pretentious prick and you want to see if I'll be spewing anymore of this trite and trivial tosh.
Now if your still reading for the third reason I commend you for you alacrity, for the fourth I admire your perseverance the fifth and sixth don't bare thinking about and the seveneth is I am reliably told impossible without the aid of a trained professional and four ounces of peanut butter.
The thing is that I can't decide whether or not this is the utter verbal vomit we have been trained to see it as. Now we are taught that if a statement has some polish, if it feels as if the stater has thought about it in advance, to consider it ridiculous and insincere, plastic and pre-fabricated. But does this mean that we are striping the poetry from our lives and discourse?
I honestly don't know thats why I'm asking. I'm not entirly sure why I am beginning this journal with a theory of language. I suppose it will mean you have no illusions that I am a normal, sensible human being. I am not nor would I wish to be.
So
Adeui
randomness,
language