interrupted-transmission
12.24.2004
each time i open my mouth to speak the words which emerge are quite different to those i had intended to voice. i recite from a script i have never read. i share facts i was ignorant of, or which seem fantastic or ridiculous. the sentiments i express are a travesty of my own. i lend my support to repellent political parties and demagouges. i make inaaproproate declarations of love and hurl abuse at close friends. my mouth and my tongue conspire against me.
who can know me now? my social self has split so thoroughly with my private self.
an iceberg split in two, both halves drift off in seperate directions. one jpurneys to where the sun rises, the other to where the sun comes to rest.
who can know me now? my social self has split so thoroughly with my private self.
an iceberg split in two, both halves drift off in seperate directions. one jpurneys to where the sun rises, the other to where the sun comes to rest.
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