Hi I am glad you're here,
hope I can fix you. I am here to make
people teach me and I know how to do it, if you don't want to be a part of this
I hope you will stay anyway. Not wanting to learn is what makes change
possible, this is a place for stubborn people. Stubborn people are usually
thinkers, and thinking is
punishing work, it is not
very healthy, not at first, at least not if it is to be of any value or use.
Not everyone should do
it, bad thinking and only bad thinking is what kills people, good thinkers go
bad all the time, because good thinkers would rather not know what they are
thinking. The word I'm shooting for is clarity. If you can live your life
without clarity I recommend you continue to do so. It will not matter.
Try not to think too much
about me though, it will fuck up your head, (laughs)
just read the words.
Seems every time I am
asked to explain myself I end up going back the next day to unexplain
everything.
Artists should not have
to explain themselves, our inability to do so is what makes us artists, and
facilitates our capacity to explain you, it, them, whole glorious world
in all its Lorettas.
There's a lot of stuff I
hate and none of it suprises me. I am a
hateful person, filled with hate, hatred is my motivation, it is what keeps me
from killing myself and or other people. I like love better than hatred, and am prone (ha ha) to the
expression of proper response in accordance to the situation at hand. I don't
have to do this, it is a choice and a strategy, a skill and a curse, redemption
and ruin, and all the rest of the Shakespearean riot, this is what I see, and I don't want to see anything else, not
interested, not available, not what you call a pleasant personality. Just read
the words, ok?
You fuck around on a daily basis w/ people who are ripped to shreds inside and you don't even know it because you don't give a shit.
After the
homocidal/suicidal rampage is over the office is in a certain type of stunned
evasive sentimental mourning you are likely to find in office buildings.
He was the last person
you would have expected to jump from the building you just had coffee and paperwork 2 days ago and everything seemed fine with him then. This comes as quite a shock, people are
basically zigsaw puzzles.
Really.
So you would have been
there for him huh, if only you'd had some clue, but you can't read minds and
people are puzzling, right, they certainly are that.
Why don't you go get a
zigsaw puzzle right now, go on, I'll wait right here, bring it over, what a
mess huh, but you know what hard work and patience will make of the hundreds
and hundreds of fragmented pieces. Good, it's good to see your own hand in
that, by the way, ever see a puzzle put itself back together?
Live and learn.
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