Wednesday, October 29, 2008

conditional things


Brittle Woman
love withheld
time marches steadily
fast forward
alone
rigid
unyielding
nasty
mean
a crutch: idealism
dogma
time
wasted
love withheld
erodes
crumbles away
bits & pieces
a skeleton
remains

An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl she used to be. A great artist can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is... and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be... more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo see that this lovely young girl is still alive, prisoned inside her ruined body.

--R. Heinlein via Jubal Harshaw, on 'La Belle Heaulmiere' by Rodin

Needless to say, for those of you who know me well... it's been a dark day with you know who. Our cycle continues, true to form. One day I'll finally grow apathetic - then what?


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