Sunday, March 27, 2005

Etc. ...

Young children don't see the world the same way as adults. Not only do they see everything from a lower angle, but they have difficulty seeing things as a whole, and concentrate only on parts of things - usually the part they're looking at the moment. The fact that most kids have the attention span of a gnat doesn't help matters.
I have implied here, that the attention span of gnats is very small, but it is a rather safe contention to make because gnat's can't go to court and i am showing this piece only to children, which means, since they have the attention span of gnats, they won't notice.

Whatever the reason for it, children's fragmented understanding of the world around them can lead to hilarious misconceptions.

Thats a poser. Though technically it isn't.

To make up for all this though:
Presenting for your special relish, plump english words stewed and stuffed in the right quantities to add that garnish of silly stupidity to your life:

Well, I was born Anita Desai, but then I married and naturally took my husband's name, so now I'm Rajeev Desai......

None of those are any of my names though. Which reminds me of this [ its not mine, but i can't be sure ] :

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm a schizophrenic
And so am I

Amen.


Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Shrink to see..

..that...

Virii have MultipLY Personality Disorder

Yes, i am an idiot.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

i wish i would crumble to dust, physically and mentally... ie. that the idea of me crumbled to dust along with my arms and legs.
i want deliverance. i want out, like Agent Smith.
My operational life is definitely not the problem. Operationally my life must be better than the lives of 98% of humanity. I crave not for any other kind of life. It is 'living' by itself that irritates me in these moods.

No i am not merely asking for death. Behind any such suicide wish, looms large the terrifying possibility of some continuing consciousness.
I want deliverance. Not escape to nothingness, because nothingness is another blindingly un-understandable thing.

I want deliverance.. Like "POOF" !

Henceforth, I shall be called POOF. Its a silly name and will take my mind off existential angst..

love,
POOF