[question everything. dispute all. interrogate god.]

okay... so here's the thing. HR is undoubtedly genius. a literary genius. one might say, almost my caliber. but as with any human, there are faults... even with us at a higher level than the rest of you. The HR excerpt in the previous post is from one of his books, Solipsist. For those of you that don't know the definition of, or need a refresher and are too languorous to use www.dictionary.com, please allow me to enlighten you. Solipsism is a philosophical belief, or theory rather, that the "self" is the ONLY reality, the one and only true validity. I think I should be drunk off my ass before I try to wrap my mind around that. Cheers.

[Henry Rollins is god. of course, that would be if i believed in god. HR is the closest, I swear.]

"Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have."

[my dashboard confessional has just afi'd veruca salt]

why am i doing this? you're guess is as good as mine. i work way too much to even imagine being able to keep updating this. when i'm not working at work, i'm usually working at home. my not-so-spare time is spent primarily with my new mma amigos. i do however find time to eat, drink, and be merry. well, not so much the merry as the eat and drink... and drink... and drink. meh, you get the picture. anyhoo, i think that's gonna be about it for this opening post. thank you, and have a grand day.