Wed 10 June 2009

 

Anne Nakis is who I was until age 55, until the complete destruction of my life. Anne Nakis carries all kinds of images and events and connotations with the name for those 55 years.

 

But for 15 months I have been living a hell that is NOT my life, created by a disturbed landlady, a psychotic tenant, and possibly also the FBI, if Matthew was telling the truth.

 

Anne Nakis for 55 years is the thesis.

The person of the last 15 months is the antithesis.

What will the synthesis of these two be?

Right now I see the answer as a dark, broken, more wary of people than ever creature. A creature mostly dead inside, with no spirit and no hope.