…y’; that the distance between our virtues and vileness is merely a choice (or a pretense); and that our hidden darkness, our angst, our pain, our repressed emotions, our forgotten memories, our ‘other’ side is never gone, but is merely hidden behind the veil of the person we chose to be, we want to be or we pretend to be.
… in the streets, they do not hack and attempt to overthrow the government, they do not loot shops — all they do is steal intellectual property as cowards in the safety and privacy of their homes and then call that ‘anarchy.’ They are armchair anarchist at best.
…. I’ve made it to about sixty days in a row before, and it’s a personal challenge to keep it going. I want writing to be a daily habit, and I know if I let myself start to slide it’ll take me weeks to get back to it regularly. Sometimes, though. There’s just nothing there.
…ll degree. But damn, I’m getting tired of writing about it. I’m getting tired of thinking about it. I’d love to just put together something brilliant and poignant and insightful that reaches into the heart of every person who reads it and leaves them changed, instead of just traversing this well worn path of navel gazing yet again. I keep telling myself to …