April 14, 2009

  • I get a sort of adrenaline rush when I'm talking about life, reality, art, perceptions, etc etc etc. 
    Like, when I'm passing notes in class talking to someone about how only the possibility of reality exists outside of our perceptions (like a tree falling in the woods) and that everything can indeed BE art, my hand starts to feel a little shaky and every word is suddenly exciting.  Or when I'm staying up late, laying on a couch and deciding how much destruction really is enough.  Somehow it makes me feeling like I'm speeding up.

    How nerdy am I?

    I really can't help it when the world is so much bigger than I.