I write this while my head is reeling. I feel dizzy with pain and shame in the center of my cranium. A lot like a panic attack, but it’s not. It’s a realization.
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Chicken or Egg? (An Existential Crisis)
Ah, the eternal question. The eternal answer: I don’t know. Does anyone know what came first? Does anyone know what comes first in life and art? I mean, according to Ayin? Ha ha ha. Well, in art, it seems the obvious answer would be the work itself. A lot of artists say that. But it’s not. Not exactly.
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All good, no–great–news over here. Well, that’s different!
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It helps, a little, to write. Thank goodness for this blog–whoever is reading, I don’t know. I figure I’ve lost readers by now with all this trans stuff.
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