Hey, to whom this may concern: you’ve always got to have a few geniuses who come along in a little pack to set a master student of philosophy straight in his ways!
Who says liking supreme silence is intelligent? Who says trying to concentrate on the works of the greatest minds in history in peace and quiet is intelligent? NOISE is intelligent!!! Lots of it!!!
'The emptiness to the hollow of the stomach. In research of comforting words for lack of gestures, of caresses, of kisses. The suspended life. Lost in a thick mist. The mist of the doubts and uncertainties. Sometimes, to the will of wind that blows, of the breakthroughs in the opaque cocoon make appear a gleam, far away like a beacon. A gleam like a comforting and soothing heat. A direction toward which to head, no, not one, THE Direction. The one hoped. '
'A time to sit down in front of the ocean, to look at the waves to surge on the beach, the mind elsewhere, without knowing where. To feel hands on my shoulders, a body that sat next to mine. To escape one instant, being two. To forget the rest of the world. Egoistically. To spend one instant between two parentheses. Between these two comforting plumpness. (I dream...)'
May my nightmares dement your dreams . . . I mean . . . er . . . may you sleep pleasantly till a fine hour [and may at least one bedbug bite you . . . no? . . . maybe just an affectionate nibble, then?
I am a narcissist, one of the most unlovable things on earth.
Once, on a College questionnaire for information to form social groups with similar dispositions it said ‘what are your likes/dislikes?’ And I wrote: I have never liked anyone or anything.
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On Noise
God . . . you mean it's going to get worse. I'm only twenty four . . .