June 16, 1999: First thought is the deepest
Ink spots…written words—scribbles like a doctor, trapped emotion turned free—sometimes, it’s best to keep them swimming in ink. To many thoughts at one time, a race to see who’s first. The arm foreman sits looking back at me—his look based upon words without written shipping orders and receipts. You can’t send them back; they’ve already been given birth. How many thoughts does the average person abort? Self versus self—Jerry Falwell builds a crusade, the room becomes divided. A vacuum is heard in the back of my head—there are no words yet I’ve traveled through closed doors. Write as much as you can—to stay closed forever leads only to thought abortion.