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Friday, June 08, 2007
There's much to be said for sanity, I think. It's different from doing whatever thrills you at the moment, for the sake of the thrill, without thinking of consequences, what people call irresponsible action, I suppose. It is not as heavy as it sounds. Irresponsibility for the sake of it isn't anything more than very easy fun any longer. It's a different course of life you embark on. It's a different kind of happiness, one I find myself reacting very pleasantly to. The surety of presence, of being anchored, perhaps once again. I blabber, not much sense. Somewhere, I ask my mind to please be considered in what it does.
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yeah. often self destructive, this urge. but I feel the true nature of the wasteland (or the matrix) is visible only to the insane. sanity is a sort of chosen blindness, worth it precisely because of its comfort and reassurance.the view from the edge of the abyss though, remains terrifyingly breathtaking.burnouts occur often enough,leaving people hollow eyed and numb.you'd be well advised against making the choice.
alternately, its an escape from the terror of the wasteland's reality. choosing to revolve in an orbit as far away from the truth as possible.centrally irresponsible, taking the easy way out, refusing to negotiate with the kafkaesque normalcy of sanity. call it what you will.
as usual though, its bobbie dylan who's got it down pat - listen to visions of johanna, and you'll hear him sing
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
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o please, i wasn't talking about you. i make a choice for whatever gives me lasting happiness. insanity is fun only in bits and flashes. but i generally like to be anchored, and play around from there. it's not even true insanity that way, anyway. and if there are stakes running on you, other people's happinesses, then insanity is a tremendous luxury. and i can't argue on this, am generally not good at it. i just want to live without losing it.
eh? where do i come into it? besides, i'm not for a moment refuting anything you've said. its not an argument. the comments are just things i feel to be true. its supposed to run parallel to the post, not intersect it.
oh, ok. i feel contrite and slightly foolish. hate it, bloody
The comments are more interesting than the post here!!
yeah, that makes the post interesting, for inciting such obviously deeply felt responses.
hee hee
haashchhish kano?
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