Pill After I take the pill, I think to myself: I am free of the pill. I am not taking it NOW. I sleep through the pill. Therefore it has no effect. When I am awake, the pill has disappeared. Like me, it has no existence. My short term memory is confused when I wake; objects exchange positions and functions. I know the pill has created this transformation. The day later returns to normal, but I am unsure: Where did the exchange happen and when? Am I not disordered NOW? The NOW is the immediacy of the reaction which cancels all others. I hate it; I would rather live without it, another one of my endless regrets. The NOW contains the seeds of misery and corrosion, and what happens subsequently is a hideous version of Marx's exchange value: How can one value anything, when the world is flat, nauseous, and lost in dull confusion? Ten minutes after taking the pill: Freedom awaits! _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
