Journal 9/3/10

The brain mechanics have shifted. The gears that once ground against the grain, in a vain false hope, now face the systematic reality. Though they are pieces that make the Great Machine function, they are exactly that, pieces. Parts can be replaced, and all can be made to function without those that hinder the efficiency of the Great Machine.

You do not know my mother and you do not know me.

This is a goodbye without blues.