Man Called Horse |
You think you know me. Fuck, you know more than me then 'cause I don't even know me. I'm constantly learning things about myself; most of my core likes and dislikes remain unchanged but then, unexpectedly, one of them morphs into its polar opposite. Without warning some of them disappear into other dimensions in unfamiliar worlds of indifference. It is my quest in life to keep searching for me, for I am lurking in some very obscure places. I hide in the mundane and I appear submerged in the surreal. This is me, now. Check again tomorrow - I might be different. |
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