Stale Smelling Stuff

Sunday, May 11, 2008

My Stepfather Always Used to Tell Me to Get with the Program . . .

the void is more of an aspiration for thought. meaning thought should strive to be snuffed out, like a candleflame lighting only a small space of a room, the dark corners more approachable when all is dark. humanity is only one small form of existence. to get the huge picture of what's going on, zoom out of earth until earth is only the size of a pinhead and then from there, close your eyes.

snuff out the candle, then blow up the room the candle was in, and you have a cloud of smoke covering EVERYTHING

that is my metaphorical spirituality.