Every time, goddamn, I look at my seed, I see something I can’t be. Beautiful and care free, that’s how I used to be. Like some goddamn fucking freak, I’m so pressured, I’m so weak. Something takes a hold of me, something I can’t believe.
Saturday, 19 January 2002
She said, “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”
Courage can be confused with a shortage of self-respect by those who so utterly lack the latter that the need to claim the former becomes genuine. And perhaps party conversation shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s willingness to commit moral seppuku, but courage cannot.
At least her grammar was good. You really shouldn’t overlook that.
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An Eagle sat high in the branches of a great Oak. She seemed very sad and drooping for an Eagle. A Kite saw her.
“Why do you look so woebegone?” asked the Kite.
“I want to get married,” replied the Eagle, “and I can’t find a mate who can provide for me as I should like.”
“Take me,” said the Kite; “I am very strong, stronger even than you!”
“Do you really think you can provide for me?” asked the Eagle eagerly.
“Why, of course,” replied the Kite. “That would be a very simple matter. I am so strong I can carry away an Ostrich in my talons as if it were a feather!”
The Eagle accepted the Kite immediately. But after the wedding, when the Kite flew away to find something to eat for his bride, all he had when he returned, was a tiny Mouse.
“Is that the Ostrich you talked about?” said the Eagle in disgust.
“To win you I would have said and promised anything,” replied the Kite.
Take that, subspace.
