Friday, June 8, 2012

Is it me?

Or has life become more Felliniesque?

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Fate is my God...

From Evernote:

Fate is my God...

Fate is my God...


The Chase

From Evernote:

The Chase

Why are you running?
What?
Why are you running?
I'm not running!
Well you aren't now cause you've stopped to talk to me... but you were, you're sweating, you're out of breath, you don't seem to ever rest...
I sleep...
Not much that I can tell but that's not what I said, I said you don't rest...
If you mean sit in front of the television without really knowing what it is you're really watching...
No I don't... and you know I don't, you very well know what I mean... You used to do it all the time...
A long time ago, when I felt like I had time...
And you don't?
It certainly feels that way.
The Seventh Seal...
Bergman, yes... death and a knight play a game of chess...
You diminish such an important film....
With an important but simple message
One can never change destiny
But one can change fate, and you have many times, so you believe, that your fate was such and through your efforts you changed it, but perhaps making those changes, your actions was your fate.
Perhaps. Look what's your point...
You know your point or you wouldn't be writing this down... You used to have the most amazing patience, the will to slow down and see the world around you...
Don't feel like I have time for that anymore.
Rushing towards it won't delay deaths arrival, it will happen...

I remember sitting for hours alone at the beach just watching the surf, thinking, alone cause I chose to be, these were my moments to figure the world, figure out existence itself, to know being, without drug or  enhancement but the high of being in the moment, now...

Lost in the clutter of sentient existence

Meaning in life isn't about finding purpose in living through life to an end but living in life for its own sake



I have her

From Evernote:

I have her

The notices were posted throughout the subway system by morning when he traveled to work... "missing!" Describing her in detail and the date and time she was last seen, the grocery store near his apartment... All he could think to say to himself was, "I have her"

I came home to her, she was asleep, gagged and bound as I'd left her this morning

Haven't had sex with her yet

I woke her with a kiss and tap to her cheek... She realized it was dark out, surprised

They'll be looking for me
They are, signs all over the subway
They'll find me
No they won't, they'll give up, that's why I took you... Patience...

People fall in love for the what seems like the strangest reasons

She wants to run but then she doesn't