In the small groups, the guys are asking us what we worship. They'd like to think most people in the world worship themselves. I don't think it's true.
I love myself, and I think I'm quite amazing, but I rarely give a damn if it doesn't go my way. The whole world kind of just happens, see? Not a whole lot I can do to change stuff.
I like my girlfriend. Some guy likes her. I think it's pretty cool. I think it would be interesting if she started liking him. I'm not one to get jealous, anyway. There was that girl back in 7th grade--I found out she liked some guy who looked cool. I was pretty happy for her.
And interesting ideas, perhaps I worship those. Saving my ideas on blog or paper or wherever. I care a bit about that. I care when my friend ignores my ideas--I care enough to stop hanging out with him for that.
And maybe I like other things. Like I cry sometimes, when my mom talks to me on the phone, and she thinks it's because I miss her. But maybe not. Sometimes you just want to cry for no reason at all, you know?
I have a justification for the guys in Rise and Fall and why they keep sticks of incense in their mouths now:
An absurdist, self-worshipping culture. The neo-Dada.
I wouldn't...
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how does ice cream at 11 p.m. sound to you?
i can't sleep.
darn, i should have stayed on gmail for a bit longer. you still on? i think it's brilliant. eat it next to a window.
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