Sunday, January 09, 2000
Guinness
The Guinness sign reflects my image back to me, here in this "beer-room". The great unknown, the veritable mystery of life, lies before me, with my gaze turned upon itself. The Guinness sign reveals my inner defiance, my fire, my lack, my absence, my fear, my desire for kitsch, my eros, my playfulness, and misery...that's there somewhere...somewhere...misery that's not mine, but foisted upon me by circumstance. I slam my head into the sign. The crowd converges over me, chattering aimlessly, as I bleed over into the unknown.