I heard that if you die in a dream, you’re actually dead. I keep waking up.
I also heard that Hitler was a vegetarian. Personally, I couldn’t kill fourteen million people, only manage fourteen, and at least half of those would have to deserve it.
I now make a point of obtaining as many credit cards as possible so when I’m done living, I can have a real dynamic last six months.
“Dynamic” is a power word, “Capital” seems to be another.
Continue reading Right, as in Correctly (1990)
I’m lying in bed and my wife is stabbing me in the forehead. My skull is hard and bony so she uses a rigid dagger and a mallet to chisel it through. This is a peculiar way to die but I am coming to grips with it. I figure it’s good to accept and come to grips with things, so I am focusing and channeling my energy.
I yelled at first but now I am into steps three and four, repression and denial. I don’t think I’ll make it to overt anguish, I hope not anyhow.
Continue reading About Being Stabbed in the Forehead (1990)