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Thursday, January 19, 2006  is there any such thing as a blank canvas? tabula rasa? there are always plans, there are always preconceived reasons for possessing the canvas in the first place. tuesdays, dice, a blank piece of paper is dragged out of that second draw on a sunday afternoon with a romantic conception in mind. the idea that something is about to be born, something is about to be created, something is about to happen. we are not presented with blank canvuses, we pick them up. we choose them and it is up to us when and where we tackle their questions and mysteries. life is so planned yet we are so romantic. surely we add something to it. surely the idea and conception of life would be lonely without us. and when i’m lonley i take a walk outside to realise that i’m not alone. i look at all those dead-end houses of encompassed privacy, and i look for the bedroom lights. that one room at the back side of the house, the lonely room, the cold room, the one room with the one person inside, with the desk lamp on. well i’m outside and ican see traces of the desk lamp from outside and my paranoia is extinguished as i am shown that someone else is awake at this insane hour. someone else is around with thoughts. once i was lying on my bed and she was sitting at my desk im sure. she was reading something i wrote and i wasn’t very excited at all. there is so much more than what we-think-we-don’t-know-all-the-time. no one will ever get their heads around the hats of style we wear and all those sundays we get up to and the grit our teeth toand bear. posted by Simon Thursday, January 19, 2006 |
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