This is a story that I can tell, if I will, for I was there the entire time.
In public I spend a lot of my time trying to act neutral and not bother them; them, the others, the people around me, while wondering if they are projecting onto me too. Are they wondering about what I’m thinking? Are they aware that I’m aware of them?
An egg bigger than the whole wide world, the universe.
What will survive of us is love.
We have replaced the confused Shia LaBeouf face with the confused Mark Wahlberg face. …Yay?
Lies and the lying liars who lie them.
We have all known beauty — and we will all know ugliness, one day.
The wind suffers from blowing; the fire suffers from burning; the sand suffers of sandiness, and I suffer from a living name.
Without our clothes, we began to hide.
…Dogs! On sleds! What, the title wasn’t enough for you?