2.8.23


   It’s all make believe, isn’t it? 
                                     Marilyn Monroe
suicides say the darnedest thing
                                  

Wiggle Room
              Lane Dean, Jr.  the character in David Foster Wallaces book The Pale King relates “It was the first time he contemplated suicide.”
                        comme ci comme ca like this like that

Wallace didnt leave himself any Wiggle Room

it was the final story he wrote
                               his wife discovered his body at their Claremont California home  he hung himself

12 September 2008

Wallace was 46


in his short story When I Look at a Strawberry, I Think of a Tongue Edouard Leve wrote The best day of my life may already be behind me.

he agreed to meet with his editor on 18 October 2007 regarding the publication of his proposed book
                                                                                                          Suicide
17 October 2007 he hung himself in his Parisian apartment

Leve was 42


in a creative frenzy Vincent Van Gogh painted more than 70 canvases in 70 days in Auvers-sur-Oise France

one oil in particular Wheat Fields Under Threatening Skies is suggested to have portend his suicide

La tristesse durera toujour. The sadness will never die. were his last words conveyed to his brother Theo as he lay in a bed at Auberge Ravoux after mortally wounding himself in the chest

Vincent died two days later  29 July 1890

he was 37


Marilyn

Americas blonde goddess

the story goes

It’s all make believe, isn’t it?

was suspected of a Nembutal overdose

or so Dr. Thomas Noguchi believed
                                      The Coroner to the Stars
he said  It’s folly to shrink in fear, if this is dying. For death looked lovely in her lovely face. quoting Italian Renaissance poet Petrarch

5 August 1962

she was 36 her psychiatrist Dr. Ralph Greenson insisted she was not suicidal


then theres Hunter S. Thompson

whose Gonzo journalism making himself the story was published in Rolling Stone The Kentucky Derby is Decadent and Depraved 
          was written under duress he insisted                                                       

he left in his typewriter centered on the page his last word 
                                                               counselor

while talking on the telephone to his wife Anita he shot himself in the head

his son Juan and grandson were in the house 
                                                had to wonder why hedidnt take himself out behind the woodshed instead
bad reception

20 February 2005  Aspen Colorado

Hunter was 67 
                he said That is seventeen years past fifty. Seventeen years more than I needed or wanted.


last but not least
                  earnestly Ernest Hemingway who President Kennedy remarked when learning of his death  . . . he almost single-handedly transformed . . . literature . . . For Whom the Bell Toll

leaving no suicide note his wife Mary made a statement  Mr. Hemingway accidently killed himself while cleaning his gun at 7:30 a.m. 
                   this after he discharged from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester Minnesota after two months of treatment for hypertension

bad hypertension

2 July 1961  Ketchum Idaho 
                                 . . . clad in a robe and pajamas and was found in the foyer near the gun rack in his modern concrete home.

he was 61

 

Above is poetry.

Dramatic, poetic investment

in our Humanity

for the choice

between Living or Dying,

whether we have the right,

or that we should assume how others might feel about a suicide,

as they are often reviled for their diecisionreviled by those left behind.

A terrible determination by those who remain.


Look.  Very.  Hard.

Suicide is self-annihilation.

 

but if “It’s all make believe” then it should not raise anyones ire

we are either waking from a dream or our part in the play is ended and were onto a new part 
                                                                                                   perhaps our next consternation
                 a new part  or just the next part

Thursday,  17  3. 23
1540,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  8. 23
Murder by Death  End of the Line  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tm1jiEWlyJk


inspired by an errorhe was often inspired
                                                      he made a lot of errors
though his mind tricked him
it did tricks
wasnt a prude
money didnt even have to be right

   it convinced him his errors were no more than him assimilating eros
                                                                             passion   physical desire
how could he not be subliminially tempted

his latest botch
                 writing 365 days of zeal and death
he wrote zealand death
                          missed a space 
though triggered new zeal land death
                                           Whawoud tha be    Brain
Don look to me Your eros

Youre continuously at tha reinforcing tha

I am If I don youll accept your errorseros an we certainlyI certainly cant have you doin tha
                                                                                                 Goebbels andon roll your eyesya know  If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.

I don play follow the leader

Not his orange his fatty

No

Woud you have followed Churchill

Hypothetical Im loathed to play hypotheticals Were surrounded by plenty enough reality an its precedents Shakespeares Tempest What’s past is prologue. than to play with artifice  Hypoer Theatrics

Goebbels also wrote in ’41 Churchill’s Lie Factory The English followthe principle thatwhen one lies, one should lie big, and stick to it. They keep up their lies, even at the risk of looking ridiculous.

   Sounds like Republicanswho arent the other side of the political coin have taken a page from the playbook
How inspirational

Thasaid
         Whas your intention towards your eros your new zeal land death

I don know  Its pregnant with possibilities 
                                                Ill let it gestate
Fester

Those are two different things

I don know

You do know Youre trying to provoke me  Anya know better than tha

I woudnt say provoke  Id say prod
Goad
Thas an annoying word
Youre annoying
                   Sometimes
Im annoyed all the time
                          Im stuck with you

Till Death Do We Part

Maybe youll work out something different in new zeal land death

  Maybe

I prefer perhaps

My error

   Eros
Nah

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