Tuesday, May 19, 2009
capgras syndrome, and a hand that is not my hand, which is weird, but useful when you are alone perhaps. kind of creepy to wake up in the bed next to it, but it touches the sex of you with fingers that look like but are not your own. It rubs at the places that have become so familiar, you read them like a braille version of a thing you have memorised. You want the hand gone, but it is here and so you may use it as an extention of yourself while you think about someone else, in this game that is a repetition, comforting, boring at times, satisfying as sleep. Capgras syndrome and you think, yes, that might be useful but annoying. That might be something to stave off the ho-hum. Use it wisely, because what is novel may never remain so.