“There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.”
— Albert Camus, The First Man
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“There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.”
— Albert Camus, The First Man
There's a lonely ghost living inside my room. It fills my cup whenever I'm thirsty and wakes me up in the middle of the night to remind me that I'm still alive.
When Oscar Wilde said, "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars," and, "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all," and, "The truth is rarely pure and never simple."
the mathematics students
crisp, grey mornings
the scratch of pencil on graph paper
working through complex problems just for the joy of it
baroque era piano music playing in the background
a love of patterns and puzzles
writing out your favorite proofs again and again
advanced math courses, sitting with the upperclassmen
the dusty green of an empty chalkboard
formulas scribbled on your hand in pen
going through a problem again and again until you understand it fully
carefully sketched graphs
short, bitten nails
ice cold water
hands marked with graphite
using math to take apart the world around you
doodling fractals on scratch paper
memorizing digits of pi just to show off to your friends
the moment of clarity when a problem fits together
hair clipped back out of your face
looking for fibonacci sequences in nature
watching a long and complicated equation simplify down to something short and compact
I wonder though, when you're a vampire, hungry, thirsty & horny, are the same thing.
You can feel the poetry
rotting in your stomach