fate has made reparations. I have decided to concentrate on the finer (happier?) things in life, like cap. yep, so i am harping on past glories, so what? this is my mirror, so if you don't like the sight of your own reflection- step out. it would free up a little bit more space and maybe even delay my asphyxiation.
Never did I expect to be able to tell my own fortune, if this be fortune indeed. My pessimism is turning out to be a crystal ball. Fool of a took! A palantir is for everybody. Despair is sweeter when shared. ah, altruistic me.
cap portfolio (written march 05. relevant may 05)
(the intro)
Diagnosis
N. P. D. / Narcissist Personality Disorder -
‘A pattern of traits and behaviors which signify infatuation and obsession with one's self to the exclusion of all others and the egotistic and ruthless pursuit of one's gratification, dominance and ambition.’
Introspection is the order of the day. Its me me and me! But who would bother, I wonder?
A pity my last name's not Plath. Treatment is de rigueur.
This report tracks my road to recovery.
(medical records. aka the poems)
(the conclusion)
The Final test
I don't look into the mirror anymore,
Neither do I turn when people call my name,
I pray for world peace every hour of the day-
I have bleached all my pictures,
My life is a normal black and white.
I am as sane as you pretend to be.
(last page)
DISCHARGED.
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