Donald Weber
30/06/2011
24/06/2011
Lauren E. Simonutti
"Madness strips things down to their core. It takes everything and in exchange offers only more madness, and the occasional ability to see things that are not there."
"03.28.06 There were so many beginnings I had to choose one, and since this is a story of anniversaries 03.28.06 seemed the most appropriate. That is the day I began to hear voices. They used to scream but over time have subsided into a dull murmur."
"Except at bedtime. At bedtime they like to sing.
It presents itself as a sing-song - Rapid cycling, mixed state bipolar with schizoaffective disorder."
"The problem with madness is that you can feel it coming but when you tell people you think you are going crazy they do not believe you. It is too distant a concept. Too melodramatic. You don’t believe it yourself until you have fallen so quickly and so far that your fingernails are the only thing holding you up, balanced with your feet dangling on either side of a narrow fence with your heart and mind directly over center, so that when you do fall it will split you in two. And split equally. So there’s not even a stronger side left to win."
"I began to break time down.
Smaller and smaller parcels are easier to digest, easier to recognize, easier to bear.
This would be the math:
4 birthdays
3 + 2/3 years
44 months
1377 days (taking into account the leap year)
33,048 hours
1,982,880 minutes
118,972,800 seconds"
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