next

I'm entering a new phase in my life; times are changing.

This world is really weird and a lot of shit will forever puzzle my mind. Time is one of the big ones. 4D, timespace, gravity glue, god. Thoughtforms, multidimensional reality, the six o'clock news which puts negativity into the cosmic air because millions of people are watching it. TV, shared experiences, electronic telepathy. Building, building, always building toward...something...something like home.

Last night we watched a movie called "Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance", a dark Korean movie about....a kidnapping gone awry, maybe. It's a good movie if you can deal with the sight of ankles being slashed open underwater, and black market kidney sales, and other such gruesome things. Claire felt sick after seeing it, but truly enjoyed the excellent cinematography and whatnot. Paul was mostly offended and disgusted, saying, "whoever made that movie must have had a fucked-up childhood." Richard made jokes to me to ease the tension, and I exited my body, and therefore detached myself from caring about all the pain in the movie.

The computer did something weird 10 minutes ago, it flashed weirdly and then shut itself down, which sucked because I was in the middle of blogging. So here I go again on my own.

He's comin over soon, which is good, but later I have to go clean the apartment, which is bad.

My funds will likely allow me a trip to melville next week, as long as my schedule allows it. Then I can pay Steve back, finally. Just give him $100 and be done with it.