floyd merrell

Yeah, I know.  I flash no photo in front of you.  Who needs it?  Well, then, who is floyd merrell?  He’s a guy who once garnered the illusion that he knew who he was, until he began becoming aware that he’s always becoming somebody who is other than who he was becoming.  But that, of course, is no answer.  There’s no answer because there is no answer; there is no answer because there is no is.  So life goes on.  Perhaps you can get an idea about who floyd merrell was becoming ŕ is becoming ŕ will have been becoming in his excuse for a CV (CVs are excuses for one’s trying to pass oneself off for what one isn’t, are they not?).

 

      Nevertheless, what apparently there is, is this strange image you have before.  If there’s any way I might be able to give you a hint regarding what it may be—though I have my doubts, given my hopeless and helpless fallibility—give FROM EMPTINESS TO POSSIBLE POSSIBILITY a click.

      And there you have it.  But the problem is that there is no it, that is, no it except that which is, in the eternal present; but this present is not, for every time we try to get it in our mental grasp, it has slithered away, like a greased pig in the county fair.  Yet, our world, however elusive, is with us, whether we like it or not, and we can’t escape it.  So, if you might wish for some more concrete opinion from floyd merrell, say, on the topic of terrorism shortly after 9/11, try clicking:  A GUT REACTION.

       I have enjoyed your company, and wish you a pleasant day.

      floyd merrell