8/16/2004

how hungry i am at thirty

I wanted agreement now, I wanted synthesis and plain truth- without the formalities of debate. There was nothing left to debate, no heated discussion that seemed to progress toward any healing solution. I wanted only truth, as simple as you could serve it, straight down the middle, not the product of dialectic but “sui generis: Truth! We all knew the truth but we insisted on distorting things to make it seem like we were all, with each other, in such profound disagreement about everything- that first and foremost there are two sides to everything, when of course there was not; there was one side only, one side always; just as the earth is round, the truth is round, not two-sided but round.