perpetual motion
I am nothingness in a red-tinted wrapper.
“The eternal sunshine of a spotless mind.”
Then inverted.
“The quick darkness of a weighty heart.”
I am beyond myself. over. under. around.
A few weeks have not brought me rest from my last thoughts here. I am only more tired. perpetually. like a zombie. roaming the earth. for rest, or something like it. My heart was heavy so I took leave of it. finally. after too many years.
A handful of people have mentioned I will be missed here. But I don’t know if its clear. I haven’t been here for a while. I want a life not in the crossroads. I’m not a gateway to what you want. I’m a person. with a brain and a stomach, like everyone else. I’m not the over-man. I’m not the Nietzschean descent. I’m just a man. A tired man.
I will not be missed any more than I am now. And in most cases I will simply be forgotten. You may purge me if you like, or simply let me drift off in the winds of change. It is no matter. Because I am gone. There is a new me. a better me. but not the kind of better we write about. the kind of better we strive for. i have given up my heart and my truth. to find the hidden corners of the universe…a childs lie. to live as though tomorrow is naught…a dreamers web. No, no I have given up these things. In a sacrifice. A sacrifice to you all. So that I will no longer loom over shoulders with contempt and moral strikes. I am no longer moral. I no longer know contempt. All of it is gone. Not to strive for immorality or hatred. No, these too are gone. It must all evacuate to save life. I am nothingness. I am.
There are no apologies.
Nothing has been done wrong. because, nothing has been done. because, there is nothing to do. because, there is nothing.
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