Monday, February 6, 2012

Paradox is Hierarchy

This past month and a half has been really rough. I'm not quite sure why, but I've just been feeling really lonely, and it's kind of starting to piss me off. I really hate feeling like this.

But today I went to a castle. A legitimate castle, with the exception of the fact that it's broken and dilapidated. But it was beautiful, and I loved it, and I feel so much better now and I don't know why.

So I'm going to write a poem about castles, and then write a poem for class, and then go to sleep and dream about castles that aren't so broken, and that currently serve a purpose.

Isn't it weird to think about how people used to live in castles? This one, for example, had electrical outlets. Which was probably the coolest thing I noticed. That means it's recent, and that's a damn beautiful castle.

Castles were built to be broken down.