On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

I think; therefore...

Sometimes I think that...
... I collect sad thoughts like grandmas collect tea cozies.
... two inner monologues don't make a dialogue.
... a blissfully happy, un-declawed cat and silk kimonos do not mix well.

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