remnants
...the vapor trails of some energy...updated monday through friday with fiction, nonfiction and sports.
Monday, November 15, 2004
Separation from family nearly complete. Goal: to reduce circle of people around me to: girlfriend, children. Can really start hating then. List of people to hate grows exponentially each minute. It's a virus, a bug of hate. Attaches itself to anyone worthy of hating: nearly everyone. Boring slouches or arrogant twerps, each. Get out of my office. Get off my plane. Get out of my way. Get off get out get gone. Nobody wants you around. I'm everyone, the only one.
They live through fakery as if it's a necessity. They want through greed as if it makes them normal. Crying on cue, laughing at props.
I ask myself "is this a dream?" not out of inward obsession but rather out of outward amazement. Can you really be that stupid? Are you serious? Are you for real? Impossible. Pinch me.