I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
The Strangest Voice
You'll forgive me but I'm professionally curious. I'm paid to be interesting. I'm indebted to mystery.
And perhaps you have thought that because I use simple words, I am an idiot savant who does not understand bigger ones, but I've experienced such limerance from a simple dulcet daliance with complexity that I've come to believe that such things almost always destroys a decent dénouement, which as I previously stated, is what I'm here for.
Hence, I apologise again but I'm here for the intrigue. I'm here for the plot. For the exposition and if there's time for one more, a refrain.
So I'm not interested in what you have to tell me.
I am only interested in the things, you cannot say.