"Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one."
~ Stella Adler
You have to systematically create confusion, it sets creativity free.
~ Salvador Dali
I shut my eyes in order to see
~ Paul Gauguin
"My body is cold. I can't decide if this is how it's suppose to be. I feel the cold knife pressed against my skin. Internal torment of what the truth really is haunts my every thought. Every thought effects my mind. My mind effects my heart. My heart begins to feel. This is the moment that all truth and matter disappears. There is more to be said about a life given in sacrifice. My heart begins to beat faster and faster. My mind... My heart...My head hurts with all these overwhelming thoughts. If only I had 3 hands. One to pull the trigger...one to slice the flesh... and one to pour the poison down my throat. Then I'd be sure the job was done right. Hmmm 3 arms. I'm getting sidetracked. I feel the pills kicking in. My head feels like it's going to explode. What if it doesn't? Then I'll be a complete failure. Well I suppose the poison would of been good enough, it's a nice size bottle...The knife is just to remind me that I can feel one last time. The gun is to finish the job. Oh if only I had 4 hands. Maybe a fifth to hold my fourth through it all. Maybe a sixth to rub my clit. Maybe a seventh to feed me pickles. Oh these hands...I should of cut my nails. You can see the filth underneath them. That reminds me...I didn't take out the trash. I don't like the thought of maggots crawling all over me. Oh how unbearable the stench would be. Maybe a fire? AHH!!!! So they wouldn't have to see my filth. Burnt to ashes and spread among the masses. It would be a FREE cremation process...Free is always good. That's the way I always wanted it anyway. My ashes then given among my closest of closests. So maybe an eighth to pour the gasoline and a ninth to light the flame. Just keep holding number 5..number 4 is gonna need it. Here we go. Wait...was I going to take out the trash? He'll be home to take it out soon. But wait...there won't be any home. Oh forget about these hands...forget about the trash. Ok... maybe a tenth to take out the trash." ~Me
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