2006 October:

To the girl without a clue…
To the girl with acquiescence…
To the girl with being brewing within her…


Birth is not a diversion.

Through flirtation and temptation you submitted to sensation, hoping to find exemption from overwhelming frustration. Now with this creation you prepare for celebration, convinced that the child will offer motivation.

Nativity cannot, and will never be, an escape, an excuse or a potent distraction.
What ever gave you the indication… the suspicion… the suggestion that a child could liberate you from senseless inaction? From idiotic behaviours?
Infants are not saviours.

Nascence does not lead to salvation.
Labour will never deliver redemption.
This potential baby does not allow your resignation.

Real life will not stop.
Your pains will not cease.
Your head will still ache.
You’ll still search for release…

So eliminate the intimation that new life means liberation because your inclination to find emancipation within a child is insane.

~

Hatred for the boyfriend ready to mutate, with irate attempts to alter your fate.
Taking “responsibility”, convinced of the necessity to fixate and desecrate your natural state.

Equipped to berate your personality…
Prepared to reinstate your reality…
Eager to express his brutality…

A soul mate would never violate his lover’s vitality.

Just a fucking play mate who imposed his sexuality, leaving you lonely and unable to menstruate.