Funkfisk's Blog

i know that if the construct need me i will be there but i don't know what they are talking about. i tell them that it is none of
their business. and i keep walking, to a core, inside the room.. around a building, stop, left, then right, open, the close. up then, down.
that is how i li...

A part from a book by Philip K Dick. It's about this autistic boy who some man got in contact with through telepathy or something. And this is when he explain his world from it, I kind of understand it. I've written a text that's called "The Cage", that's almost like this.

Very good book,...

(A text I wrote some months ago)

The feeling that came up, that is not that strange in my life and have been the source of many cry-attacks, is one that I finally can describe in a figurative way. It's like I'm trapped on an island, and everyone else is having this big party far far away,...