Write exactly what you think, when you think it. Tell the world the inner story of your life. Tell the noises, the pictures your minds hangs on to, the feelings driving you mad. Enumerate these eyes you’ve met, those breaths you’ve heard, count the feet on that floor, describe the vibrations of your body coming from your feet, your head banging against that windowpane.
Fill the pages with the common, the boring, the non-exceptional. Let shine on facts the life within.
Break the border between you and the world, let the world be the projection of yourself, be yourself. Free your mind from itself, let it spread accross space.
Refuse objectivity, subjectively. Objectivity doesn’t understand you. Objectivity denies you. Truth lies within, not in things.
And think for yourself. The world doesn’t care anyway.
(28/10/2011 - Cappellebrouck)