Quaint repercussions of a misinformed childhood.

Hello,

I'm Alex, or rather, that is what the person who wrote this insists on being called.

I would like to tell you Alex is a genius, in the most profound sense of the word, though his main concern is that you wont believe him. Such is the dillemma, that he has spent a good part of his life thinking of ways to convey it to people without directly imposing it on them, in other words, being 'arrogant'. Because, as he has learned, this is just disregarded as pretenciousness. Though the problem he has with modesty as a means of gaining intellectual respect, is that it just doesn't work, for two main reasons, firstly, affiliation, ''you wont get that I'm a genius because you're too busy convincing yourself you understand me'', secondly, because everyone else is trying to prove the same thing. Thus he has realised that affiliation and the need to prove ones self better than the other go hand in hand and has since come to the conclusion that arrogance is the only form of intelligence, thus he is normal.

Alex insists he can cope.

"If you work it out, tell me what you find"

I would like to explain or atleast portray in this piece of writing that he is different, I mean, as far as my understanding goes, it's human nature to feel a sense of individuality, they call it a conscience or something, dont they? But this is merely a trick, a paradox of sorts, see, Alex thinks he is different, you all think yourselves different, but none of us really understand what different entails, so instead we look to others in order to get a sense of emphisis if you will, so the paradox begines, perhaps the fact that you think you are different is enough to warrant not acting differently? Really I just wish we would all accept that we are normal and deal with it, for normality is the most different aspect of an individual. And the most respected.

''I think therefore I am.''

He would like to portray himself as an affable character, though I really am trying to cut down on lying so much, what is it to be likable anyway? What does his dignity, no, what do I gain from such being? To my understanding, a likable person is one in which their 'qualities' are directly relative to what you, the other person, percieve to be 'cool'.

Whatever happened to rationalism?

I'm not likable unless I (..am?) like you?

Hmm...

''Cool is the pursuit for youth, youth being the pursuit of recklessness''

He would love to tell you he is a poet or some kind of writer, he loves writing, he truely does, the truth is he just doesn't have that 'writers mentality' required to be anything more than a blabbering fool, an intelligent blabbering fool, but a blabbering fool none the less. His on-going-theme is writing about writing, writing about his own writing, writing about what he is writing the writing about. I don't really have a word to call it, but that's what he does. The use of metaphore is simply devine.

It all ends up looking like poetry anyway.

Or so they say.

I love to speak.
I love to be heard.
I love to listen.
I love to distract myself. Or I distract to love myself. (?)

Anyway...

''Why pamper life's complexities,
when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?''

That pretty much sums up everything I think about you all.

Hmm...

If you dont have a smile on your face, you must not have a lower jaw.

Thank you.

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Read Something Else.

This one is nonsense, not meant to make sense, a matter of irrelevance, so dont pay by the pence, just read the begining, since the end is of no more importance. Isn't it stupid? To write about nothingness, and pretend no less that this is poetry's finest, probably my best. Did I explain the end is pointless? You'd be better off reading the title again it might explain that you can avoid the pain of disdain if you ignore this and remain dignified in your intelligence because this is nothing more than a false pretence, a matter of no great consequence. Do you feel cheated? maybe slightly heated? The prospect of losing time for not a dime, merely a rhyme, now try to find the humor in all this, I was always taking the piss, did you miss the point, mis-joint the meanings and think serious things will spill from this inferior thing I sing? You clearly was not listening, now go back to the begining and learn something, I'm not pretending, this is the ending.

Alex Thornton.

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Songs worth hearing: Christmas card from a hooker in Minneapolis by Tom Waits, Karma Police by Radiohead, All these things that I've done by The Killers, Perfect day by Lou Reed, Maps by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, More than woman by Pink Grease, Tom's Dina by Suzanne Vega, Express yourself by NWA, Little Thoughts by Bloc Party, Idioteque by Radiohead, Needle in the hay by Elliott Smith, Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley, Subterranean Homesick Blues by Bob Dylan, Citizen erased by Muse, Love will tear us apart by Joy Division, This charming man by The Smiths, District sleeps alone tonight by Postal service, The New Year by Death Cab for cutie, Rainy day woman by Bob Dylan, Oxygen by Willy Mason, No woman no cry by Bob Marley, Fake plastic trees by Radiohead, Imagine by John Lennon, Hounds of love by The Futureheads, A forest by The Cure, Lucy in the sky with diamonds by The Beatles, All mapped out by The Departure, Blowing in the wind by Bob Dylan, Bang bang by Nancy Sinatra, The man who told everything by The Doves, I heard it through the grapevine by Marvin Gaye, Window licker by Aphex twin, Visions of Johanna by Bob Dylan, Plug in baby by Muse, Heaven knows I'm miserable now by The Smiths, 1979 by The Smashing Pumpkins, Gimme some more By Busta Rhymes, Banquet by Bloc party, Underwear goes inside the pants by Lazyboy, When I see an elephant fly from the movie 'Dumbo', Do I have your attention by The Blood arm, Apply some pressure by Maximo Park, Mission Impossible by Limp Bizkit, What a wonderful world by Louis Armstrong, Sinnerman By Nina Simone, Dont look back in anger by Oasis, Brand new colony by Postal service, Seen the light by Supergrass, Cannonball by Damien Rice, Drug ballad by Eminem, So here we are by Bloc party, First day of my life by Bright Eyes, Formed a band by Art Brut, She dont use jelly by The Flaming lips, Meantime by The Futureheads, 21 seconds by So Solid, Emily Kane by Art Brut, Golden Brown by The Stranglers, Road to nowhere by The Talking Heads, Ever fallen in love by The Buzzcocks, Common people by Pulp, Son of a preacher man by Dusty Springfield, Talkshow host by Radiohead, Killamangiro by Babyshambles, Blow it out by The Features, William by The Others, It's a wonderful life by Black, Female of the species by Space, Should I stay or should I go by The Clash, Dreams by The Cranberries, Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush, In the morning by The Coral, Your so vain by Carly Simon, Make me smile by The Cockney Rebels, Waterloo Sunset by The Kinks


Books worth reading: Mobius Dick by Andrew Crumey, Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer, Trainspotting by Irvine Welsh, High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, The Comedy Writer by Peter Farrelly, The curious incident of the dog in the night-time by Mark Haddon, Impossibility by John D. Barrow, Hypernotomachia Poliphili by an Unknown Author, Diary of a Madman and other stories by Nikolai Gogol, Paperweight by Stephen Fry, The third policeman by Flann O'Brien, The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nausea by Jean Paul Sartre, The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupery