Month: October 2014

The 17th of May 1937 – Soledad, California

(found by the rabbit)

Dear George,

This is the way it’s got to be George. This is just the way it’s going to end up.

We’ve got to pack up and go. You know that as well as I do. So we’ll get moving again, move on to the next job again, pack up and go again.

Whatever’s here is going to have to be left behind, George. It’ll be left behind, but it probably won’t be forgotten. I hope it will, George, but it probably won’t be forgotten.

You know that everything has gone wrong, George, when even the voices inside of your own head finally get enough courage to start whispering behind your back.

That’s when it’s time.

Maybe this job’s over, George. Maybe it’s over, and it’s done with, and it’s just time to pack it up and go. Maybe that’s the way it’s going to have to be.

We’re going to go on out of here. We’re going to get away. We’re going to live off the fat of the land.

So that’s it.

From,

Leonard

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THIS HAPPENED YESTERDAY

(fired into the nothingness)

Hey! Lady!

What do you want me to do? You want me to tell you the truth?

Well, here’s the thing, at least as far as I can tell a thing can be. There is no truth.

I’m lying. I’ve been lying this whole time. I’ve been hemming and hawing and feeding the world bullshit – just spewing it out – and I haven’t done it because I’m dark and mysterious. I haven’t done it because I’ve got vulnerability issues – trust me, when there’s a pressing issue, I have no problem making it known. I haven’t done it because of some reason that somebody could come up with and just – I don’t know – understand.

I lie all the time. I lie compulsively and not even to hide my true feelings. I lie to hide the fact that I lack feeling completely.

It’s a complicated issue, but I am the self-aware character, the protagonist with the pen, writing everything I can, tinkering with everyone around me in order to get the script right, making sure that the narrative is fully developed and the plot is adhered to strictly.

That’s what it is. I’m a manipulator. I’m a demon. I’m a god.

“I fear I am a sociopath,” announced the sociopath, knowing full well that it would only throw them off the trail.

I am a sociopath, one bred and not born, one who practiced quite well how to view the world through equanimity and peace, detached from emotion, but unable to free himself from the pleasure of manipulating all those little ants scurrying around his feet.

I am a liar, a rabid, horrible, dreadful, loathsome, disgusting liar. And guess what?

I might be lying right now.

And that’s the thing. I don’t even know anymore.

  • A Boy

The 202nd of Spain 1A8Y – Inglaterra, Mochydochydoo

(found under the flunderdunder by the dirgus)

Rebecca,

You don’t understand. I think I say that too much. I think I say that all the time. But you don’t understand. Right?

We’ve all got our own things, and I found out – not too long ago – that my own thing was that I could tell the future. So that’s on the table now, okay? Just relax. Okay?

I mean to say that I can tell the future, but only in a specific way. When I look at a person, Rebecca, I see them totally – all of them and all possible iterations of them, whether it’s from the past, present or future.

I see them when they’re at their greatest, in that special future contained in an alternate universe where everything goes their way.

I see them when they’re at their worst, in that damned placed contained in a hell when everything just goes wrong.

The shock of this is pretty tremendous, Beccs. That’s why I wear sunglasses all the time – even in dark, seedy places – or, especially in dark, seedy places. I’ve gotten used to it, though, and I’m able to control it most of the time. And I’m able to figure out, based on how strong certain feelings I get are, some idea of what kind of person a person is going to become.

It’s amazing how good every single person could be, if you just look at them long enough, if you just gave them a chance and some encouragement. I’d say – or maybe I’m being overly optimistic – that there’s a whole lot more good than there is bad. But – again – I’ve seen good in everybody and bad in a lot less.

So that’s why, though. That’s my explanation. You think I’m too dogged. You think I’m coming on too strong. But I have a good reason for it. I have an explanation.

You are some bright and shining light, Rebecca, and I don’t think I’m even capable of explaining why or how or really anything. All I can tell you is this, and we’ll leave it there.

You’re the best.

Because for all the good I’ve seen – all the good possibilities, I mean – I have absolutely never seen an angel like you before.

So I love you for it. Can you blame me?

Huh?

Bruce

Incandescent Joy – The 3rd of October 2007 – Evanston, Illinois

(found with “It’s October 3rd” written on it because it was October 3rd)

Dear Maxine,

I beg for relief even as I don’t want it.

Joy, Maxine, joy, joy, joy. Incandescent, illuminating, warming joy.

That is the answer.

The kind of joy that gets fuelled somehow by adrenaline and makes the fingers tremble and the eyes twitch and the lips smile.

That is the answer.

Fear and anger can always motivate, but nothing comes close to the energy and the focus one can derive from the purest of joys.

That is the answer.

You can hate, Maxine, and you can hate all you want – hate until your heart blackens and gives way and external machines are needed to keep the blood flowing through your veins. You can hate all you want, and I’ll tell you that it will get you places, very far places, places that are very and incredibly interesting.

But do not forget what joy can do. Perhaps it’s just as damaging, and it’s definitely more elusive, but do not forget what joy can do. It can bring you to those same places, very far places, places that are very and incredibly interesting, and it can bring you there with the same alacrity and pace.

The only difference, as far as I can see, is that on one journey you’ll have your eyebrows narrowed and your face all pulled and contorted by a frown. On one journey people will stand around you, but leaning away in awe and admiration and respect.

On the other journey you’ll have your face open and smiling and bright, beaming with the same kind of light that burning in your gut. People will stand around you, but leaning towards you in awe and admiration and respect.

So joy, Maxine, just don’t forget it. Don’t shut it out.

Find the joy, in fact. Find it, and let it draw you out.

Delightfully,

Kevin

 

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The 27th of October 1977 – Waynesboro, Virginia

(found by the darkness on the edge of the town)

Dear Dominic,

None of that – absolutely none of that – makes any damned sense to me. I’m not even talking slightly. I’m not even talking just a little bit.

Why should I give a damn about success?

Now, hold on, because I shouldn’t say it that way.

Why should I give a damn about the type of success that you want me to give a damn about?

Now, I like suits as much as the next guy, but I’m not gonna spend the rest of my damned life living in a tie. That’ll kill me before the starvation of being a homeless dreamer ever does. That’ll crush me more than poverty or financial despair or whatever you’d like.

It’s about what you value, Dominic, and if you don’t do what you value, then why are you doing it at all?

You talk about pragmatics. You talk about practicality.

Well nothing’s practical, Dom, because nothing’s ever gonna stave off death. Nothing’s ever gonna stop me from dying. So why sacrifice living to do something that, ultimately, doesn’t make a damned bit of a difference except make me miserable with myself?

You talk about dreams like we shared them, values like we had a meeting last Tuesday and laid everything out in agreement. But I never got that message. I never agreed to it. I always woke up kicking and screaming whenever I had one of your so-called dreams.

So I just gotta cut it loose. I gotta cut it loose, or else it’s gonna drag me all the way down. I gotta find what makes the blood boil in my veins, and I gotta do it till my damned head’s about to pop off.

Or else I’m gonna end up on some lonely porch, staring off down the street and waiting for somebody who’s just had a bit of fun to come home. Or else I’m just gonna end up coming back from the factory and washing up and going off to sleep alone in bed, having the same nightmare over and over again till the work whistle gets me up at five the next morning.

I ain’t one of them. I always thought that, and I thought you thought that too. I ain’t one of them, and maybe that means I ain’t one of you either. So maybe I’m alone, but that don’t make a difference to me because at least I’ll be alone with who I really am.

If anyone – her in particular, of course – is interested in seeing me, tell them that I can be found pretty easily. There’s a spot out beneath the bridge.

  • Johnny