Friday 28 January 2011

Loser

I writw this on a Friday night in a wetherspoons pub.

I sit here on the 13th page of a literature review I started reading when I got in here.

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We It comes in part from an appreciation that no one can truly sign their own work. Everything is many influences coming together to the one moment where a work exists. The other is a begrudging acceptance that my work was never my own. There is another consciousness or non-corporeal entity that helps and harms me in everything I do. I am not I because of this force or entity. I am "we"