Thursday, 22 December 2011

I miss you so much

I am...woke up feeling sad and in tears a few minutes ago. Sang a few bars of a song by bill withers.

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.

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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"