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Sep. 14th, 2008 01:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phthalombrageLong solitary walks are good for reflection. Also being scared shitless of every asshole car that honks or whistles and wet squishy things under my feet and drunk-looking men at the bus stop and the graveyard and the animal darkness of the woods. So yes, paranoia, but mostly reflection. And talking to myself, to stop the thoughts. In French, sometimes. Singing, sometimes, but stopping as other pedestrians appear, approaching on the rise. There's really nothing to worry about, but someday, with glorious irony, I will be stabbed in broad daylight at my front door.
I missed my bike. Damn rain.
Silence provoked a lot of thought. I'm glad to be a part of this great experiment. There are things there. Many things, interesting things, many variables. Culture, the future, adaptations. What is really important? What is the message? Do we even need to know the message? What inspires what. Life, art, motion. Wanting the truth, seeking knowledge with no source. Every source. These are many words and not the ideas I have. I don't even know why I mention it. So tired. But it was a good exercise, even if I can't recapitulate.
Sad to say, that juggler had Evan beat.
I missed my bike. Damn rain.
Silence provoked a lot of thought. I'm glad to be a part of this great experiment. There are things there. Many things, interesting things, many variables. Culture, the future, adaptations. What is really important? What is the message? Do we even need to know the message? What inspires what. Life, art, motion. Wanting the truth, seeking knowledge with no source. Every source. These are many words and not the ideas I have. I don't even know why I mention it. So tired. But it was a good exercise, even if I can't recapitulate.
Sad to say, that juggler had Evan beat.
