ode to cannibalizm, five hundred and twelve

your demand for criticism, the constant all-devouring cannibalism from whence we came, is stifiling and oppressive in the same way you seek to end oppression with your critical gaze. insistent, ferocious demand for dissection of meager remains to reach some ultimate truth or ultimate equality that will never truly quench your thirst...the purpose and joy of critique is not about reaching utopia, but cannibalizing all that surrounds us, creating an oppressive reality in which the fear of offense bears brittle bones and nothing is sacred. what a barren, fearful world we create to criticize...and for what purpose, my darling academic?

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you say that objectivity is unattainable, that each much define his own, and that any conclusion reached will eventually be unconcluded. yet that does not prevent you from classifying the micro-macro-chingo out of anything and all, seeking a semblance of meaning and anihilating any. how can these lessons be so encompassing and yet so blind, so unaware of the fallacies committed, so ignorant to the unison of meaning present, and how your own analysis analyzes itself out of relevance.

equivoquismo abysmo

so you find me in seattle, or i find myself here. and this is the first real "seattlesque" day, rainy and blustery and a persistent 7am sort of light filtering through the windows. couple this with a sore throat, a general lethargy for anything remotely productive (unless you consider cooking warm foods productive...i do) and a reluctance to leave the comfort of this big blanketed couch. oh wireless internet, how you only encourage this!!

did i make the right decision? do i ever? yes. although in the thick of it it may never seem to be true. education is a good thing, leaving home maybe not so much but this does keep me on my toes, keep me thirsting for some sort of familiarity and thus seeking the warmth of good hearts and un-presumptuous natures. this is my home now, however temporary or permanent it may be, and and i am okay with that. but some energy and creativity and humor in others would really help me swallow all this change.