One day

I will change the world, or the world will change me.

To be a cog would be good. At least you are of use. An important, albeit minor piece within a grand machine. Or instrument, because we measure things and not do things.

I got an ear infection again. Every few years I get one. Doesn't hurt but it throws off my balance. When the dizziness is bad I can get nauseous. Such is life in its infinenmity.

So wonderodious.

I am reading 1984. Finally. Seems strange living the dystopic life that I have never read it.

Not true. I lead a very normal life. No hardships. but I am a misanlycanthrope.

In the pale light my mistress eyes, I kiss the frosty breath of night and try to hate.

Hate week it is then.

It's April 4, 1968. I am assassinated yet again.
It's April 4, 1984. I am starting my diary.
It's April 4, 2160. I am born. There are two Million of me and we are Midnight's Children.

The dizziness, an eddy; Time my swirlin backwater. The penitent man kneels before god.
Kneel 0r else those twirlin blades will decapitate your intellectual head.