Paul Tillich
Man can hardly escape the
fate of becoming a thing among the things he produces, a bundle of conditioned
reflexes without a free, deciding, responsible self. The immense mechanism, set
up by man to produce objects for his use, transforms himself into an object
used by the same mechanism of production and consumption.
FUCK
how come when he looks in the mirror
to shave hes not that ugly
maybe hes not looking hard enough
maybe
he had some humility a matter of havingholding himself in
perspective
maybe
definitely didnt like the label Thing
knew some Things
who happily submitted to being manipulated
Thanksgiving.
Yah
You’re coming.
No
Come on.
I told you no
Whamadeya think Id reverse
myself
No
means no
You’ll disappoint me.
Youll deal with it
Come on . .
.
. Their your blood Im related only by marriage
I don suffer fools
What am I supposed to tell
them?you’re gonna be missed.
Wishem a happy Thanksgiving for
me
So when is this . . . animosity going away?
Disappointment
Profound disappointment
Im fine wont be missing out
Joe . . .
Enjoy your family
early this century
0958, Monday – Armistice Day, 11 11.
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