The posion of toxic thought
November 29th, 2008
Tonight, after going to see Bond I felt a real need to write.
I needed to get a pen and some paper desperately. As badly as I imagine some people need to get drugs. I tried three places before I found the pen and paper I needed. Then I had to find a place to write, this was easier, a nice restaurant did the job. I wondered why I had this need to write. As I wrote it became clear that I need to get some heresy out of my system. The idea that the world hasn’t changed, and never can change. Writing helped, slowing and focusing my brain. I didn’t write anything particularly interesting in that session, but I did reflect on change. The change I’ve seen in myself, in others, and in the world, as well as the change I can see coming.