Thursday, August 30, 2007

Onietzsche

I saw Onietzsche today; he saw me. We looked at each other with casual indifference for just long enough to give the impression that we were looking at each other with casual indifference. Then I realized Onietzsche is me--the one writing--and I am Onietzsche--the one writing. Then afr this 0&hk m y idtity cll psed in o ---- n itl ?????><>33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

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dancebarefoot said...

i saw onietzsche today; he was smiling ear to ear, riding in that white pickup. not the kind of white pickup that guys drive just because their truck can be the biggest and baddest on the road and they can cut people off, but the kind of white pickup that's comfortable because it's been used well and because it serves its purpose, not lavishly, but well nonetheless. i saw onietzsche, and i remembered him, just the way he looked years ago. funny thing was, i looked the way i looked years ago, too. it was one of those rare days where you get up late, throw on random clothes that don't match and forget to put on makeup, run out the door still chewing breakfast. these days are rare, and sometimes i miss not caring what i look like. i don’t look that way much anymore, but today i did. i saw onietzsche on the road today, and it stuck with me, walking down that road.

then, without any warning, i was stopped in my tracks by the sound of blaring sirens and a the sight of bright red fire truck flying out of the station. i stopped, and noticed a lone fireman, staying behind, watching over things while the rest left on their mission. this puzzled me, and for a moment i forgot about onietzsche. it was almost as if this interruption was there to remind me that i can't dwell on what once was. a while has past since i last saw onietzsche, and i saw him today.

that was a over an hour ago, and onietzsche is still on my mind. i thought that maybe there was some divine significance in the whole experience, and then i thought that onietzsche might like a comment on his blog.

i saw onietzsche today, but i don't know if he saw me.

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