An Annal of Craply Expressed Crap Expressions
Tuesday 4th April, 1995 Dear Diary, I sit here in the garden where last Friday I burned my past 6 diaries in an hour long inferno. I have no regrets although I guess I do feel some loss after such a huge step. Now however, I wish to start anew with a fresh mind and a clear one. I am going to think before I write from now on and I am going to be less spacific and more general in writing of experiences and occurrances and their related feelings. I am going to be more “with it”. I am going to try and prevent myself from getting carried away and I think I’ll even give you a name and an image. I want you to be a motherly figure not perfect but very wise. I think I’ll call you Eve. That’s a beautiful name! You are the first woman on Earth. You have seen everything, been through everything (bought the t-shirt!) but you are dumb because of original sin but still float around learning more and more every day. You are the most wise woman/spirit in existence (non-existence)! I love you already, Eve! Bye for now, Mairéad Wednesday 5th April, 1995 Dragging Along When fear was transformed into anger And anger into uncontrollable rage A year’s confusion was unravelled When wretched wrath broke out of its cage Way back when thoughts were my life Way back then when thoughts did not speak I did not know their loathsome language And so I let their riddles ramble on. Then, all feelings were not recognisable All thoughts were foreign, indistinguishable I knew only of craze-ridden confusion Of fear and love and hatred’s fusion