I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
August 16, 2007 - 10:40 a.m.
I was running to the bathroom all night so I did not get a good night's sleep. I think that means this will be a short entry. We'll see.
I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Mallowmars last night. Lets just say nothing surprised me. A good editor could have halved the length of the last four books. Tiffany and the Wee Free Men could kick Harry Potter and his wizard friends without breaking a sweat. OK enough dissing Mr. Potter and company. I did enjoy them enough to read all the books.
I spoke to LORi yesterday. We decided that Dick Cheney is Voldemort (well duh) and George Bush is Thicknesse (we duh again). Cheney's horucruces are Condi Rice and the rest of the Cabinet. Scooter Libby is Wormtail.
I should be working on my photos now. Maybe if I take a nap I'll be able to do that later.
I broke my sunglasses the night of the WFUV party. I put them in my pocket and when I took them out one arm was broken. I mended it with electrical tape and ordered a new pair online. They look like this:
Yes I got the same glasses again. Lena makes fun of them but Red Molly likes them. Lena is a meanie patini and Red Molly has excellent taste.
I took a bath this morning to sooth my hemorrhoids. Baths are very conducive to thinking. I've been in a really good emotional state since my birthday. My life hasn't been going great but my problems are not the ones that attack my ego. I can handle the practical ones. So in the tub this morning I was able to think about the biggest threat to my ego, my failed friendships, without getting all depressed. That was pretty impressive. Now if I could only clear the cobwebs out of my head enough to write about what I thought. A nap would feel really good now. Know what? I'm going to try and take one. Tomorrow I'll have a more substantial entry.
I signed the Pro-Truth Pledge:
please hold me accountable.
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Horvendile August 16, 2007
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