||[Apr. 29th, 2011|04:29 am]
Things fall apart.|
Things do not put themselves back together.
Am I a thing?
I wonder sometimes if the natural order is disorder. In order to really come to terms with the validity of that statement, I'd have to first pedantically define natural. I don't think I'll be doing any such thing at 12:37 am. Apparently I won't fall asleep either.
Chaos confuses order and fragments objects. Objects become new objects as a result of the loss. The object fragments fall into a pile forming another whole. Chaos re-orders.
I wonder how long this Jenga will last.