The Misadventures of Quinxy von Besiex truths, lies, and everything in between

The UnElected Day

The UnElected Day

My every day is the desperate

(and only partially successful) attempt to

think the right things (

1. limit my awareness to only what i can bear, ignore most of life's everpresent horrors

2, think of myself and all in ways which allow me to act without unreasonable cost

3. find a reason to cautiously invite tomorrow ),

and insodoing somehow

produce something

to satisfy those who employ me,

appease those who rely on me,

engender all others,

and if I am  lucky, perhaps be left with a scrap or two of joy

or at least a peaceful absence of hurt.

- Taras Zaitsev (translateion QvB)