Tuesday 10.18.16

Tuesday:
She says it is quantum physics but I'm not sure I understand those concepts.

The stop, two inches before you slam a ton of metal into a ton of metal. An eagle looked me dead in the face. The look of disappointment after getting more. I guess what I'm saying is I know the rules but don't believe they are applicable in the way you think.

She says she was likely someone else. There was a fire. Her walls are covered in pictures of blazes. I never knew fire could be black.

I mean, good and evil is absurd, right?
On a larger scale, no. The further away the perspective the less it means. Like ants to people. Like looking at something in a microscope.

I sigh.

Great literature examines revenge. The way to purification is through letting go. We are the present and past barreling blind to a
burial.

You choose to hold on to your past.

Maybe I'm extreme. Forget your past, forget your
everything. Flit in the wind like a dead leaf.

I've been a victim, a mother, a lover (depending on perspective.)

I've been hogtied. Spanked. That's my shit.

You got a needle nosed pliers?

I've got three stacked clay flowerpots.