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memoirs from the old school:
Solace and desperation are my guardian angels. TRUST no one. What goes on in THE mind has nothing to do with what you know about a person. There are always unpleasant surprises waiting to surprise you. Prepare to find out untruths. Lenny Bruce tried to reveal how blanketed and (un)secure we were in our conditioning. Don't hide. Don't hide! I've always hidden- but why? Could I not say what I always wanted to say? Am I not HALFWAY there already? Saying things I think without thinking about what I'm saying? Just being HONEST AND not hiding behind "decency" and shielding everyone from what I really mean by saying things I don't? I can see clearly now- I have to be so brutally honest it kills me. I expect the same from everyone else, even if it destroys me.
Which is inevitable.
EVEN YOUR LOVED ONES WILL KILL YOU.
-written during the worst summer of my life
Solace and desperation are my guardian angels. TRUST no one. What goes on in THE mind has nothing to do with what you know about a person. There are always unpleasant surprises waiting to surprise you. Prepare to find out untruths. Lenny Bruce tried to reveal how blanketed and (un)secure we were in our conditioning. Don't hide. Don't hide! I've always hidden- but why? Could I not say what I always wanted to say? Am I not HALFWAY there already? Saying things I think without thinking about what I'm saying? Just being HONEST AND not hiding behind "decency" and shielding everyone from what I really mean by saying things I don't? I can see clearly now- I have to be so brutally honest it kills me. I expect the same from everyone else, even if it destroys me.
Which is inevitable.
EVEN YOUR LOVED ONES WILL KILL YOU.
-written during the worst summer of my life