Here is something i wrote in a journal Sunlight heats, feeds, drys, kills, burns, melts, pushes with the tiniest thrust, like the breath of stars. Catch the sun in your hand and you've caught the world. All power comes from it, all being, all form and motion. Do or don't, the sun is there, will …
The Third Policeman, by Flann O’Brien
The end saved this one a bit for me. I really was not a fan of a lot of the middle, so much of it seemed disconnected from everything and meaningless and confusing, but maybe that was the point. The end was really surreal and creepy and dark, but the kooky humor of the rest …
I don’t like ‘lol random’
I've been reading The Third Policeman by Flann O'Brien, and am finding myself generally annoyed with it, and had some curiosity why, since it seems like the kind of humor I used to really enjoy, in 'Hitchhiker's Guide' for example. I think the difference is that in Hitchhiker, things that appear random at first are …
Late night thoughts
Somewhere, there is a tree growing which will some day be cut down and made into your coffin. No one will ever truly know you, but you. The person you love most in the world has secrets they will take to their grave, kept even from you. The things people do for love, when done …
Silence
Could you live without it? I couldn't. It is like water for my soul--peace and quiet and room in my own head to think. Silence after being talked to by numerous people is as refreshing as the sudden absence of pain.
Jonas David 