June 18, 2002

  • Now deadly serious.


    It's time for a death of desire.


    Some call it embracing nothingness.


    Others call it tendering notions of dissolution.


    Still others, forgoing the indulgence of sensuosity.


    I call it lean.   I call it thinner.  Yes, Stephen King.  And the death of desire.


    Breathe.  And breathe deeply. 


    As if the air has all the vitamins. 


    As if the air has all the nutrients.


    As if one will never breathe again.


    It's never too early to rehearse.


    (now exhale)  ...as if


    the damn prayer is done


    and thank God


    amen.

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