The world had somehow gone too  far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy.


I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period.  Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up.  I am polite.  I nod.  I pretend to understand because I don’t want anybody to be hurt.  That is the one weakness that has led me into the most trouble.  Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta.

“Love and Genius are two of the most over-used words in the language,” I said.

His mouth is a horrible hole cut into a pancake.

You could see he had been born to Create, to Create grand things, totally unhindered, never bothered by such petty things as toothache, self-doubt, lousy luck.  He was one of those who looked like a genius.  I looked like a dishwasher so these types always pissed me just a bit.