The World as Will and Diarrhea

Sorry folks. I think I might just be played out. I ain't much good with women, so all my concentration is going toward that. Still ain't no good at it.

Maybe i can write some verses. Got no ideas. Just nerves and disappointment these days.
I think at 28, life hollows out for the unmarried. It's not bad, but it's got no internal logic.
I wonder if I make these lines approximately the same size if the syllables will match up.
I wonder if Robert Frost tried that. It's easier than counting on your fingers or tapping it.
Probabilistic causation and social science and cannibalistic probable discursive equations
published papers and name dropping and network analysis and regression modelling
and waiting for the fucking phone to ring for some girl to pay attention and call me cool.
And I wonder what it would be like to exist without these cliches polluting my responses.
And when it's this fuckin humid, who can bother trying to make mad passionate love at all?
What turns me on is the gleaming white air conditioner and its cold, dry, peaceful hum.
It hums me in just the right spots. I have to dream about it or sneak off in my car for quickies.
Some might say, you're either into it, or you're not. Give me 30 seconds, i'll know if i love you.
But who knows? The fake stories are all i know, but I know they're fake. They pollute.
You want to purify, find what's true, what's real? Burn off the cliches and motifs and one liners?
Good fuckin luck. You're hollow. We're all hollow, we who plugged in and escaped into the story.
There is no pre-discursive self. There is no natural man. There is no human nature. None.

So the Venture Brothers is worthy of your attention. Dexter...pretty good too. Not great realism,
but some interesting psychological and moral going on. Dexter reminds of Spike from Buffy:
his morality is completely willed. It has not emotional basis. He does not FEEL sympathy or
compassion, but he wills himself into following an abstract moral code. Interesting. Who's
more moral, the person whose ethics stem from native sentiment, or the person who acts from
will? Good question. The cats love to eat moths. That's unrelated to my previous point.