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Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Friday, July 8, 2011

ONe of those MOments

I was walking downtown, and watching all the seemingly normal, boring, average gestures people make--women pulling their hair back behind their ears, some people touching their faces, touching their noses, left arm, right arm, etc--than I burst into insane laughter. The woman who was closest to me going into the building, turned around, not quite frightened, but glared.

I had one of those moments. Everything was becoming a signal. IF you could communicate with the world, if the world was just a giant network of buzzing honey bees, look around you, in a crowd, it's there. We could gather up, and coordinate. Of course, people. Human beings aren't capable of that. Now.

But I broke into crazed laughter anyway .

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