Keep it simple, silly

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Speaking of nothing

How can one speak of nothing? The very first word is ‘something’. The very first word is a step away, and then it just gets further removed with every word, every syllable, every single letter, until all that is left is a bunch of meaningless scribble and me thinking I am someone again. Me thinking I am me again.

Who am I? I am nobody. I am you and you and you and me, and together we are nobody: the sum of the parts is nothing.


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