Thursday, 16 October 2008

Classification

I’m cut right down the middle; sometimes I see, sometimes I don’t. It’s called insight and it’s here today, gone tomorrow. I speak from loneliness in company. There is a distinct lack of direction like unreality is plate glass. They put creatures into different classes. I was good but I hated school. That held me back and they pazamped half of me back there. Don’t be lead astray by greed or guilt for you are forgiven by love. I climbed a church tower once when the hour struck. Stay away from bad company because it’s big business for criminal gangs to extortionate people.

At times I see reality and at times I don’t. It’s a mirage and a rainbow and a will-o-the-wisp. I can hear whispers and I know no-one is there. It’s an illusion and a delusion but someone is causing my arms to grow and shrink in length right now. I can’t see anything else.

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