I haven't been scared in a long time. I know that I am going deaf from blasting music. I know that I am forgetting things intentionally from my childhood and some of being an adult. The methods of deletion are bleeding across boundaries and I'm beginning to forget things I'm supposed to remember. Long term memory redactions are becoming short term memory blanks.
I don't know where it ends. I do know I forced the process on myself. I don't know which part of it is engineered and which part is a symptom of myself .
I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I may have caught the tiger by its tail or if it has sunk its teeth into my arm and I don't know it yet because I can't see it.
I don't know where it ends. I do know I forced the process on myself. I don't know which part of it is engineered and which part is a symptom of myself .
I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I may have caught the tiger by its tail or if it has sunk its teeth into my arm and I don't know it yet because I can't see it.
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