Born alone to escape thoughts conceived within a dying star.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
but can everyone simply choose the path he loves? someone has to take the ordinary jobs. all i know is, that worked for me. and it didn't work for other people i know to get a so-called safe job, because there's no such thing anymore. the only thing that stays constant is the idea that people have to escape.
And there's no escaping from constant escape. Distracting ourselves. Avoiding confrontation. Getting past the moment. Jacking off. Television. Denial.
I've been down so very long imprisoned in my life's situation. Hungering for some kind of escape but eager in my anticipation. Because now, I've finally discovered a way out and if you come looking for me, I can be easily found in my freedom.
