Found on Pinterest today, and it cracked me up. I have shit like this in my notes. It’s a side effect of writing down every idea.
I think it’s brilliant!
As I stared at it I thought about syntax and context and how stand up comedians like George Carlin are deep explorers of embedded meaning.
Plants with faces suddenly took on a completely different meaning when I thought of Dances with Wolves as a paradigm shift. What if it’s talking about someone who does their gardening whilst making weird faces at the saplings in the ground. Or has awkward expressions at the thought of digging into some earthworms.
In the mirror was not my reflection, but a pair of red glowing embers where my eyes would have been.
Where did my face go? Why had my entire body go as black as the sprawling light eating darkness of a moonless night. I could no longer see the scars from when my father has cut my stomach with a kitchen knife. No longer saw the burns from mother’s cigarettes stubbed on my arms and chest and neck.…