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Last winter - Feb + march - I listened to Aimee Mann's "Save Me" many times a day, as well as Philip Glass's Hours soundtrack.
I remember a time when misery tasted like euphoric self-amputating apathy -
SHE, that she who surrounded me and covered me -
the Nile, she swam in my vision,
and I held her like no one had held her before.
So abrupt it was.
I have to write a paper on Southwestern cosmology.... something about something that i want to discuss basically what is it that this is. Qu'est-ce que c'est?! Je veux le savoir.
"Should we go outside?"'
I remember New Orleans too
hot and acoustic mornings in cots
ready to do what there was to do
i fall into nothing.. but what i would like to write about... is... about HEGEL. I need Hegel. He can tell me this. THIS THIS. But he doesn't have the anser - that is the thing isn't it? I perceive it already. To know it, well, that is harder, if not impossible. What steps can we take to know the truth, at it was when it WAS?
I remember a time when misery tasted like euphoric self-amputating apathy -
SHE, that she who surrounded me and covered me -
the Nile, she swam in my vision,
and I held her like no one had held her before.
So abrupt it was.
I have to write a paper on Southwestern cosmology.... something about something that i want to discuss basically what is it that this is. Qu'est-ce que c'est?! Je veux le savoir.
"Should we go outside?"'
I remember New Orleans too
hot and acoustic mornings in cots
ready to do what there was to do
i fall into nothing.. but what i would like to write about... is... about HEGEL. I need Hegel. He can tell me this. THIS THIS. But he doesn't have the anser - that is the thing isn't it? I perceive it already. To know it, well, that is harder, if not impossible. What steps can we take to know the truth, at it was when it WAS?