writings by S. Nees: gaman: “I remember a funeral I attended many years ago for a man in his early twenties with a wife and a three-year-old child. He had taken his own life. To dispose of himself, he slit open his stomach, then set himself on fire with gasoline. It was if he meant to say: There. Have I been emphatic enough in expressing my contrition for the fact that I am such a failure as a human being?”
The Procrastination Paradox (Aaron Swartz: The Weblog): “But we’re back to where we started again. What’s the reason for all this? Why would our bodies not want to do things other people told us to? The only explanation that makes sense to me is that it’s some sort of self-protection mechanism to prevent us from being used as thought-slaves. ‘Ha ha!’ says the brain, ‘you can’t tell me what to think about because as soon as you do, I’ll try to go do something else!”
Simply brilliant. The poem is a link. An actual working one now.
“I’m your little visiting angel, pretty as a swan.
I'll decorate your tree or wreath from dusk until the dawn.
I know that every month you'll think of me and put a smile on!
I'll even be hanging around when you crave a box of bon bons.
Now I guess you've figured out, and no, you're not wrong…
Someone found out another use for a playtex tampon!”