( AN ESSAY ON EXISTENTIALISM. READ IT. )

AP PSYCHOLOGY, YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.
FOR THAT IS THE MESSIEST HANDWRITING THAT HATH EVER FLOWN ON INKY WINGS FROM MY NERVOUSLY TWITCHING HAND.
YOU CANNOT RECOGNIZE ‘PSYCHOANALYTIC’ AS PSYCHOANALYTIC –
Instead it seems to somehow look a bit like ‘BEHAVIORAL’
WHICH IS PROBLEMATIC AS I DESCRIBED PSYCHOANALYTIC.

FAITH RUNS ETERNAL.
Most of the time.
THE REST OF THE TIME IS SPENT SQUATTING IN BLACK HOLES ON THE OUTER FRINGES OF THE SOLAR SYSTEM AND EATING PEANUTS.

PEANUTS ARE THE BREAD OF BRAIN MATTER.
NEURONS.
AND SYNAPSES.
IT MAKES SENSE.
(UNLIKE D&D, WHICH NEITHER ME OR PSYCHOLOGY SHALL EVER UNDERSTAND.)
(I JUST DON’T GET IT.)

Sometimes it feels as if it were all a dream.

(1) From Nietzsche's Gay Science:

- aphorism 270. "What does your conscience say? - 'You shall become who you are.'"

Discuss.

(2) Someone is playing drums outside, at Meet Market. Everything feels alive.