I'm changing. I must create over what has ben destroyed, and perhaps destroy more so that I can create more. I've been increasingly introspective and I've been thinking- in the end, none of you motherfuckers are gonna be around. There's just me- and that's the only great truth that has proven to be real in my mind. I spent two days in my closet, writing on the walls and contemplating my life. I wrote on the outside- I live inside my closet. And that is essentially what I have done- moved inside my closet. I'm moving more of me in there each day. And taking notes... only they're disorganized and writen every which place... but it will all make sense...eventually. I'm finding all of this increasingly frusterating and I'd rather not worry about it anymore. I need to do some remodeling, somehow sort out what I want and dont want. I need to destroy everything and put it all back together. If I dont do it to myself, how will I ever create anything worthwhile?
http://www.envf.port.ac.uk/illustration/images/vlsh/codepend/cycle.htm P.S. Fuck you.