Eccentric Flower:199905/there is no solution
From Eccentric Flower
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may fifteenth there is no solution I think it's funny that Dorothy hit upon the same line from The Matrix that Nonelvis found so entertaining: "There is no spoon." Others have apparently taken a shine to this idea too. In today's Over the Hedge Verne the turtle is concentrating, trying really hard to bend a spoon with his mind, a la Neo (or Uri Geller, but you young'uns don't remember him). "But what if the spoon doesn't want to change?" asks R.J. "Bingo!" thinks the spoon. - - - I am a very selfish person. Not very nice. Ill-tempered, solitary, moody, nasty. I can't ever convince anyone of any of this. Believe me. It's true. No one sees as much of the inside of my head as I do, and if I have my way, no one ever will. Tonight I tried as hard as I could to convince someone to leave me and she won't go. She wants to stay. She loves me. I love her too, and I can't get her to understand how little that has to do with anything. She doesn't see what I see, the way we'll be living twenty years down the road ... or, if she sees it, doesn't find it as scary as I do. Or she thinks she can change it. I can't quite tell which. We talked for hours. My eyes are burning. My whole body hurts. I cannot exist well in relationships with other people. I am suited to be a solitary person, nothing else. But I don't want to change. I like being selfish and nasty and moody. It's useful in some ways. It's the way I am. I don't want to change it. I don't want someone to tell me to change it. I don't want her to stay and suffer. And I don't want to think about any of it anymore. It wears me out. I want things to be simple. It's too late. There is no solution that does not involve pain. © columbine |
