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Monday, August 14, 2006


the delights of soliloquies

i thought it was a good idea to put form in thoughts and create an inner monologue that plays as i think. it's actually harder than i thought! thoughts keep coming in mentally inaudible thought waves. it's like a deaf person listening to music on the radio; one can feel the beats but can't understand what is going on.

besides, even upon the success of having thoughts run smoothly in a karaoke voice along with karaoke lyrics flashing in my head, there is that tendency of the face reacting to it. just now i was walking down a bus interchange musing cheerfully about zombie movies while chuckling and grimacing at deliciously gory mental images accompanied by an eager narration.

i've always wondered why people stared.

so yes. one of the small random things i would like to do before i die is have an inner monologue playing in my head. along with being ambidextrous and vegetarian.

'before i die' is such an excellent motivation. everytime i have to do something important, all i have to say to myself is: come on man, you gotta do this before you die!

while pain, among other things is one of the best teachers life has to offer, death is your best cheerleader.

dismal.

Posted by NHJ 8/14/2006 05:18:00 pm

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