Thursday, April 17, 2008

life online

Spending so much time online, or at least appearing to, I confess the illusion is greater than the sum of it's parts. How many of my blogs have you found and do you know why? Why for you and why for me, why is the question before the last letter.

Irony of language used in correspondence.

So I confess. As much as I crave your attention, your respect, your admiration, adoration, affection... as much as I adore the feedback, i would trade it all, the internet, technology, life itself, for a moment of true love in eternal bliss. Or this could all be bullshit.

Fuck me for being such a fool.

Monday, April 07, 2008

yesterday, when i was younger

Did people really care more, or was I just more hopeful and a lot less willing to accept that selfish cruelty and wasteful insensitivity and delusional fear dominates human lives?

Will anyone ever know?