I'm Going To End Up Like One

Not Only Is The Statistical Madness An Assault On Individuality, It's Also One On Temporality Too. Statistics - Even When Accurate - Are Only An Image Of The Past That Can Then Be Photoshopped Before Being Pasted On To The Future.

I Think It's A Misreading Of Dostoevsky To Think Of Him As A Programmatic Theist. He's Actually Much Closer To Someone Like William James. He's Actually A Pragmatist.

Lust Was A Positive High-tension Cable, Plugged Into My Core, Activating A Near-epileptic Seizure Of Conviction That This Was The One Thing I Had To Do In Life.

As A Species, We're Addicted To The Facile Discrimination Involved In Saying That Something Or Phenomenon Is Either 'this' Or 'that' - How Much More Uncomfortable That It May Well Be 'the Other'.

You Don't Need To Know This - But Here Goes: Due To Some Acquired Infantilism, I Feel Compelled To Fall Asleep Listening To The Radio. On A Good Night, I'll Push The Frail Barque Of My Psyche Off Into The Waters Of Lethe Accompanied By The Midnight Newsreader - On A Bad One, It's The Shipping Forecast.