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Mar 16, 2005 22:38

i'm working on me.

today, the policeman @school was walking in front of me. i had horrible fantasies of myself taking the perfectly placed gun off the side of his belt that emphasized his stomach fat. i was becoming so scared after every image of myself, thinking that i actually had done it.

but what a thrill.

it is strange to think that one single movement of the human body can produce a small bullet to extract from a protection device and completely take away an entire life. it is amazing and thoroughly frightening.

birth&death
birth: there's nothing. &then two people come together &create a living thing. a being that thrives, feels emotion, becomes sick, &produces tears. breath. life that contains its own heart.
death: there is a living thing, which under certain circumstances, will inevitably stop.. being. just stop. be nothing. encompass none of the qualities that it had been given through birth.

all the health and sex education classes will never bring me the ability to fathom life.

A Cycle.
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