Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Form and Content
The obsession with the distinction between form and content has been as much a hindrance as an aid to the progression of philosophy. We speak of form and content as if the whole world were composed of nothing but so many jugs of wine. But the content of a thing cannot so easily be emptied of its form. Like so many distinctions that are made, in both philosophy and our daily lives, the line dividing one thing from another is hazy at best, indefensible at worst. But worst of all, these matters are so rarely thought of as they truly are, that is to say, as useful yet imperfect analogies. We compare one thing to another, dissimilar to it, such that each may appear in the light of the other and thereby be seen anew. Parallels are discovered while differences are forgotten, for the one thing appears in the light of the other. To forget the differences between the present object considered and the analogue by which it is understood may be defensible, but to forget that the object is seen as such by cause of its analogue is most certainly not. The object and its analogue stand apart even as they dwell together.
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The neighbor is called Cynthia Zavala. I’m actually kinda pissed off bc she is could be Cynthia lalicker that followed me to my high school. I’m tired. What if you supposed to be all stalker and cool. Like buy a gun and shoot me in the head so I stop being abused. Like I’m not married and someone name John yanez keeps touching my face and praying for me to have words in my face and skin. And has his gf drawing worms on faces. And they keep meditating to kill me. Bc they hate Jews. Like he always calls me a fucking Jew. Like what if you have to buy a bullet and kill me and save me in a hamster. And then fuck a new girl over and resserect me with the hamster. Like give the girl the hamster to save my consciousness. Like I’m tired of being locked up. He tore my vagina open and he didn’t even buy me flowers. It hurts even now. Like I can’t walk. And his mom keeps abusing me and laughing at me how he married the neighbor Cynthia Zavala. Like all the money he made under my head went to her. All of it. Like buy a hamster and a gun. You know why I left you on Christmas. It’s bc we’re atheist. Remember god don’t exist. They’re all lies. The Same way woman laugh at you. Honey I can’t change it. I’m sorry I’m not rich enough to buy you a butt lift.
Hey get the Dante allergies. Book off. I don’t want to be burning in hell or anyone mind. Like it ain’t funny to be posting that book. Look dad. I’m sick of you possessing my friends and making them into weirdos and poor. And making me suffer bc I didn’t go to the university. It’s not my fault you let the african American in the house who wouldn’t let me do anything. That’s on you. Stop damaging my womb with the book. It isn’t ok to burn me. It isn’t ok to be sending Japanese men and women to me. I’m over hello kitty and so is melody. Stop torturing me daddy.
You need to arrest Vernons boy so he marry me and doesn’t ever leave me. You need to stop sending me hatred from China and spit. I don’t want to die and get sick. Don’t send me hate. Like just don’t. Like maybe you need to live in his body and get over the fact that you left me to go to China and whatever else. Like don’t put a fuse between me and Vernon. What if your my best friend in the and you never listened to me to go to university. Like don’t let your family and friends hurt me ever. I’m scared bc they had a hooker service around me and Vernon. What if that’s my dad making money and making fun of me to make his first wife happy. What if you need to leave neo nazi world alone and come defend me an give me away to Vernon. And turn yourself in as a Taylor transgender. And help Vernon and me be married. Bc no one else defend me but you.
You know what’s weird how my boyfriend looks like bill gates. And the girl I went to school with that keeps shoving psychiatric drugs to my mouth looks like Melinda Gates. Like what if Catholics get young and old and like they choose to abuse me. They don’t look like those people exactly. Just like Smile lines etc. well anyways I’m scared a lot bc Cynthia became evil and didn’t tell me anything. Just wanted to medicated me. And Vernon won’t ever let me go he’s very possessive and I don’t want to leave either. But like what if he is bill gates and Melinda Gates went to german club with me. Like supposedly baptized people are immortal. Too scary. I’m scared.
I wish there was an immortal you so we could be friends in another body and you could tell me all about your conspiracy theories. Cynthia is brown yet Melinda is white but they have the same eye brows and smile. Vernon has the same smile as bill gates but he doesn’t have all those moles.
Either way I’m in some sort of problem bc everyone keeps turning on me. Also Cynthia lives near the Buddhist temple with her parents. She moved by the beach. Like what’s going on. It’s creepy.
Get scared k my boyfriend worked at a place that was like part of IBM once. What if your my only way out. Bill gates went to Harvard 7 years after my dad went to it. Before that my dad work on many big computer at Harvard. It’s creepin me out and kinda kissing me off if he is bill gates. Like if I am his puta I should have more freedom and more happiness. Putas are not supposed to be on psychiatric medicine. I’m creeped out bc Vernon is a actaholic and so is bill gates with Melinda Gates.
Cynthia put a creepy picture up where she wrote poetry about being this person mom and the girl don’t look like her nor the man looks like her ex or my boyfriend. But I keep having dreams that my boyfriend married Cynthia. Like the mom says it all the time.
I’m creeped out bc I was his gf Vernons before anything happened with Cynthia. Like when is this gonna end. I’m tired of everything. I’m tired of everything. I wish I had a friend more learned in books. I’m tired.
Your supposed to pray for the part of the brain I burned at the hospital to grow back. You know how you were with me before it got burned. And Phil gave me the idea of going to the hospital bc he went. Pray for the brain to grow back. I don’t want to live without that part. My boyfriend Vernon can’t pray bc he wasn’t there when it got out. So pretty please pray for the Brian to grow back.
Don’t mess with me and my boyfriend. Don’t spread rumors that I’m crazy and make him hate me. I’m actually in love with him. And it drives me a little insane bc Cynthia keeps telling me she is my daughter and that Vernon is his father. But she looks like Melinda Gates and Vernon like bill gates. I just don’t want to be on pills. Also protect me from Vernons mom. Bc each time he impregnates me she kills the fetus. What if your saint James and you want to protect me from that lady. It turns out that Vernon comes from the family I wanted to marry into when I was a little girl. It’s creepy. I’m creeped out. If you don’t pray for me to have a kid with him I might end up alone and scared int he street int he future. You have to pray if your a Jew. Also pray for my SATs to show up at my parents house. Like pray for them to show up. I paid for them fair and square.
What if Vernon isn’t bill gates. He just worked for a company firm ibm. Guess what the ear they sent me to the hospital and my dad wouldn’t pick me up. Vernon head shrink. Like his head shrunk. And it’s creeping me out like crazy. Also Cynthia is brown. She isn’t white. So I don’t know. I’m not married. I don’t know what becoming one flesh means and how people continue living.
I just know that Vernons face changed after I got sent to the hospital. And it also hanged when I went to France. He’s really fucking mad at me for going to France. And I don’t know why but what if he hurts me and himself when it doesn’t go his way. Help me think how the heck I’m going to get him to take me off the pills. I need to get off the pills. I can’t leave him bc I’m really into him. Pretty please forgive me for not staying with you but I don’t want to be homeless ever. I hate how you messed up my life and made me homeless int he head. My dad went to an Ivy League college. You ruined my youth. You better be saint james and pray for me to find a way out of trouble. Stop taking my Halloween costume seriously about being homeless. It was prevention awareness day and me laughing st how my mom fucks with me to this day. What’s creepy is that Rosario seriously used Cynthia when I wa sin hs. Like she possessed her body. The day I met her she said I won’t ever leave you daughter. And Cynthia ducks with me to this day.
I’m scared saint James. Like pray for me. My head needs to grow back and no pain bc I quit smoking cigarettes. It over. I quit. I don’t know what to do anymore bc I wake up really mad bc I’m not in West los angles. I hate Orange County. And I also think Vernon elected to use my ovaries to have angle children. Like I want my womb covered in one of those things where no one can touch my womb. It’s fromt he Middle Ages. I forget the name. I’m not married. Like really. I’m not or baptized. Like saint James why am I still walking with tears running down my chest. When am I gonna stop being abused for the rights of Elizabeth. She’s always fucks with me the Ma ga le tt a over Williams and maris first marriage. Did you know they call me schizophrenic and say I wasn’t raped. Someone owes me a lot of money bc I can’t even pay rent or pay for food or clothes. Or even fun or even a book. They even broke my mind so I can’t keep track of things. I’m really mad. See how my holes costume came to be real. Saint James. Go look for your grandfather bc I think no one dies. I think we all live a long life.
Save melody from Alex. I don’t want Alex with melody. Vernon met Alex. If Vernon is bill gates. They’re fucking with me and melody. Like end this all ready saint James. Bc none of them have saint names. You do. Please didn’t James. I’m only named after animals. Like saint Francis. And I hate my saint hood name. Like it has to do with animals.
the bible got cut up into many pieces today and I threw it out side the trash can. I know you had a perfect gpa, but I cant hold onto that bible bc the church leaders are gone and dead....that is publicly. and I still don't have proof of who you were in my house....like maybe my ex husband in a past life...like maybe the one that makes my wishes come tru. I don't want us being picked up as slaves to know Christian or catholic church or whatever etc. so I moving on to say....there too many. I don't want to walk into any church like you said in the beginning. there too many woman sweating on me for sex with me and you. I feel indignantly sexually abused everyday I carry that bible with me. its sickening how I keep getting greeted by so called religious people dominTING ME. LIKE maybe your my grandpa and my future husband, huh you know better than me you always cut in down for me. but I got rid of it. its to heavy to carry with me. you need to send books to the house and stop playing with the dollys i make you. you know how we normally have fun as a couple of erased memories together. not really I'm sick of playing dollies. I want a stabb wound taken off my body, amd the nail carvings off of me before I hold the treasures of dollies in my hand. yeah right I'm gonna protect woman and Men before me. maybe you need to stop fofulling my dreams of going to college... what if you need to come back from our dreams of collecting hospital patients. I'm sick of playing with the neighbors and making them feel important...when theyre not.
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