Note

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

Saturday, July 9, 2011

You Always

"You always"

--a complicated typo

Reference:

"You. Always you. I see in my dreams."

[I originally intended to type, "You also..."]

I wonder if sentences of writing affect change. You write, change in someone. Love, the product. The idea. Change. Not fast, but slow. You don't expect years though. Much less four or five or ten. YOu think, one. Two. Tops. Perhaps it's arrogant to assume you can affect people at all with love. Leave that to the therapists and the parents and the sisters and brothers, who are in a forced situation by medical necessity or relation. Or the wives. As if they are crowned or given a key to: change.

Research says: we change each other. Better or worse.

Does writing affect change?

WE're not happy changing one or two people, we want more. Always more. We're bitter in the numbers.

We're bitter in love.

I never wrote MOrpheus a love letter. And gave it to him. IN now almost 4 years. There was too much to tell in not enough space. I love you still. Was the lesson. But would he see it? OR just be angry? Or scared of me? I was too scared myself to find out.

Now, I have typos. IN my Mac Word.

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