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“…and the longer I stood there, the greater I saw.”
It has perhaps casually been quoted this way in the past. Casually in that “it’s hardly casual conversation if we’re talking about existential things and high physics.”
You know I think I’d be delighted if you would agree with me: You may hate me all you wish and say disparaging things about me to my face AND behind my back, but isn’t it true that if you do that, you learn less than if you did the other?
Not on your LIFE is that gonna happen. You can tell yourself I have a “split personality” all you like, but the reality is that SOME PEOPLE JUST DO. I’m supposed to be rejected as one, and where shall I go then? Is the Dark Web darker than this one?
<this just in>
You see that guy? That guy right in front of you? My excuse for looking this way?
I’m a writer.
And when I say I’m a writer, I’m not exactly saying I’m a writer. Meaning, I am not saying that *I* Brian Kent, am writing — even though it very much appears to me when I am writing (certain things) that *I* Brian Kent am the one who is writing them. The reason for this, though it should be obvious, is that…
This could not possibly be anyone’s life or experience and further I would say is that EVEN IF IT COULD BE it surely would not be mine. At least I am implying that I do not “deserve” this let’s call it ‘series of events’ having ‘chanced’ to happen to me.
