The Paradigm

Everything seems irrelevant and meaningful at the same time. It’s not the indecision about one or the other jurisprudence of my past trials that anguishes me, it’s the whole fucking paradigm.

Moving

It’s moving towards some kind of resolution. It might be an unpleasant one or even a painful one. It doesn’t matter, really. All that matters is that it is the end.

Christmas

A Merry Christmas to the sad, the confused, the lonely, the destitute, the hungry, the lost. To the ones who can’t take the pain anymore and the ones who gave up. To you, who feels wronged and misunderstood, and you, whose heart is about to explode.

It’s not today, see? It might never be.

Une peur

J’ai voulu me dire:

Ne le dis pas.
Tu nous feras traverser
un pont
et tu ne sais pas ce  qu’il y a de son côté
et elle ne sait pas ce qu’il y a du tien
et le milieu disparaîtra
et l’on finira ou on
était avant
mais de l’autre côté
perdus

Mais je ne m’écoutais plus

It’s official

I now have no place anywhere.