Intention Variation 1
How do you know that a sensation exists when you have yet to experience it? The first time you got high, was it a total let down, or did you want to get high again and immediately? Was it an experiment, or was it a quest for a specific feeling?
What do you find if you have no idea what you are looking for? I think you find nothing. (Everything is like nothing. 6 million is like nothing. 11 million is like more of nothing. One however, one that writes, and is blotted out at Auschwitz, and then has her writing read by 30 million, is transcendent. Is a singularity on the cusp of blackness.)
September 2nd, 2012 at 4:40 am
I think I get this. I can’t explain how or why but I think I do.
It feels jarring to say in the comment of a post that makes me feel floaty in my head that I’m really happy when I see posts from you.
September 4th, 2012 at 12:08 am
I feel happier when I see a comment from my friend Pomegranate!
September 15th, 2012 at 11:04 pm
What happened to Maeko? I liked her blog too and read it from time to time. I am sad that it’s gone.
Anyway I like this post. It’s very poetic and makes me think of existentialist authors, the fog at night time, that song dust in the wind on the radio, and Carl Sagan books.
September 20th, 2012 at 1:49 am
Tough day, and haven’t been here in over a year, but this made me feel connected to something. Thank you.