That Kafka had some kind of imagination, didn’t he?
Or was it William Burroughs?
Kafka.
“Metamorphosis”. A classic. We had to read it in my high school English class.
Burroughs was Famous for “Tarzan”.
i like bugs
take care
maybe it would cure my fear of bugs…maybe that fear would turn into a fear of human’s… of course I kind of already have that fear too (call it paranoia or whatever)…
I would like to wake up as a giant spider. I would become what I fear. And I would spin webs between very tall buildings and write my name with them. I would eat whole birds, lots of em.
And you could marry Charlotte. And Wilbur could be your best man.
And “Naked Lunch.” Where the psychotic protagonist has a long conversation with a giant cockroach.
That book messed me up for a long time… the way he was now feared and shunned the way he died alone and was then discarded…
I have been way too over the top about this book.
I Had A Conversation With A Lacookaracha One T(Y)me ,
It Was King Cockroach ,
and He Said Thus To Me ,
" Be Careful With Your Love , Lest You Lose Those Who Love You . "
Ever Since Then I Have Understood Tha Lonli Feeling Of Being Unwanted and Ignored OR KILLED ,
KILLED Small Creatures Such As Them and All Tha Rest Crawling Flying In Tha Night Scared Of Tha Light .
Hmm
Actually he was very socially anxious, hypochondriac and most likely had an Oedipus complex. The giant bug represents all of it.
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