Like in math, sort of.

In a convoluted, illogical way.

But then I've never liked math.
So it'd be like attemtpting
to not attempt to follow the rules
of something I wouldn't accept anyway.

Well, that's not quite right.

It's like thong underwear,
or watching the matador
finish off the bull -
I understand the argument,
I just don't like it.

And moving forward has never been
a strong point - inertia, I get.
And laminar flow. I move past things,
not towards something, or through.

My life is a series
only in that it all happens to me.

Which is also inaccurate;
I'm not that passive or helpless.
Granted that my view will always be biased,
but then again I'm usually convinced
that my arguments are solid.

And logic is just a subfield of math.

02/16/2005

Author's Note: Heh. Topic from Joe Chiles. This one kicked my ass. As might be evident from it's rather random, not-so-goodness. Fair enough, though - it was Joe's revenge; the topic I gave him was Ongoing Perpetual Orgasms with God. Can't be helped. Feedback?

Posted on 02/16/2005
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