I Have Discovered That My Freedom Is

When I First Began This Diary I Said I Would Give A Record Of My Inner Life. I Begin To Wonder If I Have Said Anything About My Inner Life. What If I Have No Inner Life?

Every Morning I Woke In Dread, Waiting For The Day Nurse To Go On Her Rounds And Announce From The List Of Names In Her Hand Whether Or Not I Was For Shock Treatment, The New And Fashionable Means Of Quieting People And Of Making Them Realize That Orders Are To Be Obeyed And Floors Are To Be Polished Without Anyone Protesting And Faces Are To Be Made To Be Fixed Into Smiles And Weeping Is A Crime.

There Is No Past Or Future. Using Tenses To Divide Time Is Like Making Chalk Marks On Water.

Electricity, The Peril The Wind Sings To In The Wires On A Gray Day.

I Don't Wish To Inhabit The Human World Under False Pretences.