Sam drew these pictures for me not too long ago... except he's 19 years old now and he drew the pictures when he was about 7.
Time is strange -- I think about it and get nowhere. I have a difficult time even trying to figure out how Time is viewed by me in my very own brain. What is Time? I've always thought it was hard to measure things as size, shape, and time are constantly changing but we're supposed to think they are fixed. I just have never been able to believe in fixed values for time -- I think I'm just confounding myself with these thoughts as I am sick -- uh, uh, ugh... I should eat something then maybe I won't be addressing the nature of time in such a stupid way... tried to go to sleep while listening to Don Giovanni, but couldn't... so came out here to read the libretto... read akacooties, and something he wrote about made me wonder about pornography -- who the hell are these people and what in the world do they think they're doing? Why do they pester us all -- don't they know they're disgusting? Why don't they? Why can't they all move away... to... another dimension? Maybe that's what they did do. Maybe we are the accursed dimension. Uh... sick... ugh..
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