Saturday, February 11, 2012
I knew it would.
Another plot has entered my brain.
He's just a boy. He screams throughout the day, but when the sun sets... it doesn't stop. It's constant.
They say he's insane.
They say there's something wrong with him.
North Brother Island off of New York is said to be abandoned - but it's said that is where he is kept. He's under constant surveillance - but by who? Is 'Forgotten New York' as abandoned as it looks, or is it where the tormented are imprisoned and studied?
They say he's insane... but who are 'they'?
He never stops screaming.
And he's Patient 19.
Friday, February 10, 2012
The world doesn't seem so big, does it?
But then I look at the globe in my brother's room, and I can't help but suddenly feel very small and subdued.
I look up at the sky, and it suddenly seems like it will swallow me.
It's because I'm just a tiny dot - and so much space lies between. It abruptly seems like I can't go anywhere, because of the massive size of it all. I feel like I can't move, let alone breathe.
I reach towards the sky and try to imagine the distance - but it doesn't work. It's too big. So big, I think I might cry. I stand in awe before the God I serve...
That sun through the trees... it's rising on some other country, setting on mine. Mine.
America is my country. No matter how corrupt and perverted - I still live here. I wish it weren't so twisted.
I wish it weren't so big.