Hello Mr. Journal

I think a dialogue with myself is better even than dinner with Andre. I never have maintained any sort of journal before but, having played devil's advocate to myself for nearly a lifetime and a half, i'm glad to spill out of my static centrifuge or at least to expand it's trajectory into a new maddening cycle. I'd feel personally wounded were I to discover myself to be a poor conversationalist so i'll take this journal as a thing of action; an opportunity to crane my neck, strain my back, and throw my arms out of socket as my overlord mind always intended be done. Each ache numbered in the ledger and counted as collateral. Making the future come sooner is a concept which instantly collapses in on itself but standing erect as a statue from the only vantage point I possess and straining my eyes towards a bottomless tomorrow evokes a feeling of displacement which reminds me of my true seat of power. I don't know what i'll deem this journal most worthy of containing yet but the journey will propel itself and i'm excited.

Mon, Jun 22, 2009  Permanent link

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