every time I go to post in this journal, I am confronted by the capacious whiteness of this box in which my letters appear. Each time (all 4), it confuses, disorients me a little as if my tightly packed thought ball of sand is blown about by the gusty winds of an open space ( Read more... )

I've just realized that the most emotionally substantive form of paltry entertainment is a damned good story. A movie, a book: it's something to keep you sane and hopeful while the world goes to tatters all around you. Your plans may fail, you might realize people hate you, but you can get inside that story, let it hold you, ponder its depth and ( Read more... )

FEUDALISM: You have two cows. Your lord takes some of the milk ( Read more... )

You know what your heart soul id whatever you want to call it Wants ( Read more... )