atrophy

There is certainly atrophy of more than just body parts. Ideas, feelings you thought were going to be there til you die often wither questionably. Who knows exactly why or how to piece together a deconstructed view of their demise, but one day they are just a glob of deflated nothingness hanging in your conscience or sub-conscience. I hate cliches, but chips on shoulders are like atrophied body parts; of course you fear the amputation, but isn't it, in the end, better than dragging it around, hoping that some sort of new science or technology will one day revive it? Do we always return to Shelley? And what of phantom limbs, phantom chips? The chip can go away but its phantom will rest on your shoulder, no? Sometimes heavy, sometimes light. Where do these feelings go, in an existential sense....for that matter, where does an amputated limb end up, ultimately? Does it get literally thrown in the trash to decay, or does it get buried? If you had to have a limb amputated, what would you want done with it? Burying part of yourself, knowing that one day the rest will follow. But could it have been saved if we were only a more advanced species? In years to come, could we have dealt with the limb, these chips, these feelings? Atrophy can be caused by a lack of nourishment, disuse, lack of movement or exercise.
"Body Integrity Identity Disorder is a psychological condition in which an individual feels compelled to remove one or more of their body parts, usually a limb. In some cases, that individual may take drastic measures to remove the offending appendages, either by causing irreparable damage to the limb so that medical intervention cannot save the limb, or by causing the limb to be severed." -from Wikipedia. See also: amputee fetishism (acrotomophilia).

Beirut - Nantes
Well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile.
And I'll gamble away my fright.
And I'll gamble away my time.
And in a year, a year or so
this will slip into the sea
Well, it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile

Nobody raise your voices
Just another night in Nantes
Nobody raise your voices
Just another night in Nantes

We saw...
French interlude/ Parlé en français (Extrait de "Le Mépris"/Godard):
Woman _ Ah non, j't'en prie. Mais ço(ça), ça me facine...
Man _ Je t'assure que...
Woman _ Non! Laisse-moi!
Man _ Qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui?
Woman _ J'ai que les hommes me dégoûtent.
Vous pensez qu'à ça de toute façon.

Well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile.
And I'll gamble away my fright.
And I'll gamble away my time.
And in a year, a year or so
this will slip into the sea
Well, it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile