Lucifer's Valet


Posted in Loci communes, Narcissistic Self-Loathing by lucifersvalet on 24 February 2011

At first I was like,

Look at me! Look how smart I am! I’m a master of minutiae! I’m the smartest jackass of all of you!

But then I was like,

But your joke erases an exquisite distinction! a precious detail, the kind of negligible, ephemeral, tiny thing that life as it was lived was made of! If no one remembers that detail, then that life is gone forever.