flowers

[Sepia]

Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. The old mother still wore black as the sun set over the landscape and we sat on a mesa further up, watching down. We saw a town and in the town there were gangs of mexicans shooting it out and that was the moment when we realized that time would never matter for us except in terms of physical evolution. We found the music to be noise and we clung to the silence as we talked about our discovery. We saw mrs dalloway and her horrors and we lived through them, carrying them with us for they were human horrors and no matter our desire we were still human. We realized that our civilization would end like others have in a way we can't imagine. We realized that the only thing separating us from the people that lived when jesus died is technological advances. We are not moving forward.

You could say there was no forward because it's impossible to view time as something linear and you'd be right but it would be a boring argument, a boring reason. A fact we could build on but not learn from. The ideas echo through time, perhaps it was when it became simpler to collect information that we could gather enough to form an opinion or a point of view. We speak in dreamtime because we don't know what to say to eachother. Our heads are collapsed, masses of brain and thought bleeding all over us like a whore you thought would give you a golden shower but the world is cruel and it is so because it has a sense of humor which I think is the main argument that we are different from the others species on this planet.

Cruel is fate and all her sons. Twisted is the world we live in because we made it that way, this is the way we want our nest to be, we're getting there and we found it as we found that table at the yardsale and we attached to it magic, faith and belief and it transformed our world as it was a talking thinking table and it spoke for us as it thought for us and serenity filled the house for it was a good table. A table from ikea can never match a table like that no matter how cheap and fucking swedish it is. Disturbing noises will always fill the corridors, each of them that pass through time and every other that pass through everything else, we are dooming ourselves because we want to be doomed, we want to die in a horrible way for that is the only way to redemption, that old whore of a final fire.

[Salty]

 I enjoyed this very much.