Wednesday 29 June 2011

Did I kill my older sister?

My grandmother once told me I had an older sister. But the thought about this came to me because I was worried I had killed someone and I didn't remember.

I'm not sure if it was a miscarriage or anything like that. It's just something my grandmother told me once. My parents never told me about this but if I remember right she was trying to explain my mother's unhappiness.

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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"