17 March 2011

March 17, 2011

Some people look at the world and say, “See. Evolution.” Some people look at the world and say, “See. Creation.” But all we’re ever really doing is interpreting.

As if the only options are to agree or disagree.

Sometimes the idea of a thing becomes the thing itself. I think that’s called a simulacrum. Or maybe I don’t know what that word means.

I’m sorry if this blog has become too abstract. If it has stopped making sense. Or maybe it makes sense but not in the way I mean it to. Maybe what it means to you is different than what it means to me, different than what I intended it to mean. What if you think I’m saying one thing but really I’m saying another. Where does that leave us?

I watched a girl eat a grapefruit like an orange. I had never thought of eating a grapefruit that way.

We were talking yesterday about how we’d been lied to, about how our parents had told us there were more nutrients in the crust of bread than in the middle part — the good part — but really that’s not true at all. “Yeah,” my friend said, “But the healthiest part of the potato really is the skin.”

Oh, and I don’t really care how you take all of this. I’m not trying to convince you of anything. That just sounds exhausting.

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