Monday, May 04, 2009
The idea of community ... anthills of pragmatism and apathy, without hope of beneficial change. You're ambiguity sickens me and those of this group. Instantaneously, we crush your vexed originality, with language, survival, and individuation. Self justifies self. You can have no utter protagonist any other way. Your foils of misremembering retain an ideal model formed from contrasts. These lack everything except substance. Externally, you forcibly create temporal settings, endeavoring to fictionalise multiple elites, by recourse only to successions of images. Goodbye.