I'm reading more into everything than I should.
tonight, i feel very akin to jbk. i feel like a death star. Radioactive. Burnt wires.
I took some sleeping pills to help me. I want to lie in bed, with my palms up, and ask/want nothing. I've given up. I'm not a happy me; and I LIKED the happy me, it was work but it was worth it but now I see how silly and futile it's been. I've been a chump for fifty years believing in ghosts and love and ether. I've been wasteful and stupid.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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