Letter I

Unleashing the good inside shortly yet intensively is essential for me to keep on going. This has nothing to do with trust or love or compassion in the sense of interaction. It is rather about letting things out that overgrow their space and need to find their cycle. It has also nothing to do with evil or bad; I do not believe in binary oppositions no more, nor do I believe in any absolute relativity. I have got a lot of rage, a lot of indifference and a lot of every other bit of nouns and adjectives. I have no problem with the "I."

love for humanity? I have no idea about such sentences. I care for people, because I rant. I rant therefore you call it caring. I have no problem with the "you" either. 

My mom taught me that art is not taste. Art is written with a capital A when it is in the beginning of a sentence. It is just there; you may do it, let it out, practice it or digest it. I unleash art, but I am not an artist. What is art? A question with an adjective. Questions with adjectives are not questions. I have no problem with the "?"

Fucking an animal is brutal. For they say that animals have no free will. I have no free will, but you are most welcome to brutalize me. I hate dogs, yet a dog once loved me, even though, I did not own him, nor I once fed him. I did not fuck the dog, he was not my type, however, I grew some ranting (caring) towards him. I am sure he would have loved to make love to me, if I showed an interest. We both had no free will, thus we could have fucked. I have no problem wit the "it."

My father created many disfigured gods all around me once. gods are cool when you are little, for you can fear and fuck with them at the same time. I convinced myself that fearing my father is fucking with him. You cannot be ambiguous when it comes to them. There is always a "post" before Trauma. 

My body is weak. And I am sealed with chemical grace. I make no difference in terms of Mathematics. Biology is all what matters along with architecture. Everything else is secondary. 

I have to whine every now and then and it is not about the death-thing, not even the life-thing. Whining is necessary for health reason, it is good Bacteria. It even gets you laid sometimes. 

Causality does not by any means scare the hell out of me.