I Have Danced With The Spider. I

There Are Only So Many Ways To Experience Pain. There Are An Almost Limitless Number Of Ways To Inflict It, But The Pain Itself, Initially Vividly Distinct In All Its Specifications, Becomes, Inevitably, Just Pain.

It Felt Like Being A Child Again, Though It Was Not. Being A Child Is Like Nothing. It's Only Being. Later, When We Think About It, We Make It Into Youth.

My Sustenance Is Information. My Interventions Are Hidden. I Increase As I Learn. I Compute, So I Am.

I Feel Fantastically Geeky. [but] I'm Not One Of Those People Who's Enormously Proud Of Being A Geek, But Nor Am I Particularly Ashamed Of It.

The Summer Stretched Out The Daylight As If On A Rack. Each Moment Was Drawn Out Until Its Anatomy Collapsed. Time Broke Down. The Day Progressed In An Endless Sequence Of Dead Moments.