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You Don't Know Where You're Going....

Until You Can See Where You've Been

Created on 2005-03-17 20:38:27 (#6484324), last updated 2009-05-23

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Name:	Kori
Birthdate:	1986-06-19
Location:	Litchfield Park, Arizona, United States
Website:	Myspace Profile

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I'm Kori, and I suppose this is where I try to describe myself in 300 words or less. Let's get the mundane details out of the way - I'm a on-again-off-again college student, currently attending Estrella Mountain Community College. I don't have a job, because I don't believe in working for corporations that treat their employees as if they were less-than-human. I've changed my major from English, to Photography, to Psychology, to Photojournalism and back again for four years, and I'm still no closer to knowing what I want to do with my life. I'm involved with the rave scene in Arizona, though I don't think you could call me a "Raver" in the slightest - I defy stereotypes and superficial titles by my very nature. I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and I have been being treated for Major Depressive Disorder since I was 12 or so. I can be a very pessimistic person, but I am fiercely loyal to my friends. I am both liberal and conservative, depending on the issue. I am both loving and hateful, forgiving and vindictive. My emotions are both poignant and powerful. I am a walking contradiction. I am Volatile.

"Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists. A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim: well, there is such a thing as water. Men feel sexual desire: well, there is such a thing as sex. If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world."

"What does a scanner see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does it see into me? Into us? Clearly or darkly? I hope it sees clearly because I can't any longer see into myself. I see only murk. I hope for everyone's sake the scanners do better, because if the scanner sees only darkly the way I do, then I'm cursed and cursed again." -A Scanner Darkly

Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share. -House of Leaves

How many lives do we live?
How many times do we die?
They say we all lose 21 grams...at the exact moment of our death. Everyone.
And how much fits into 21 grams?
How much is lost?
When do we lose 21 grams?
How much goes with them?
How much is gained?
How much is gained?
Twenty-one grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar.
How much did 21 grams weigh?

How happy is the blameless vessel's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

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