when a person’s absence doesn’t alter your life,
then their presence has no meaning in it.
the casualties of a horror vacui complex.
a brief lesson in existential arithmetic:
being 100% wrong 100% of the time, still = perfection.
Clay is molded to form a vessel.
It is in the non-being of the vessel, that there is function.
Doors and windows are cut out to form a room.
It is in the non-being of the room, that there is function.
We need a new cosmology. New gods. New sacraments. Another drink.
There’s something incredibly honest about trees in the fall, how they’re experts at letting things go.
“But girls are always throwing themselves at you.”
“Throwing themselves at me?!” he contended. “Girls are only throwing themselves at me in the sense that they are all emotional terrorists and I am, apparently, some sort of friendship-pipe bomb.”
virgin mary, mother of god, become a feminist
irritation, expectation / bridge to break
“You’re a self-indulgent solipsist - That’s why you’re always chasing everyone off.”
“Maybe,” he shrugged. ‘“But mostly I just like to see things run from me.”
“If anybody needs me, i’ll be in my room reading my autobiography.”