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Monday, February 27, 2006


More Words That Will Waste Your Time Beyond a Title That is Capitalized To Seem Important

I am sitting here laughing outloud at my computer and it is indeed because I have just ingested a large amount of a mind specific chemical that has made me loopy I have no numbness now just ka-pow and ramblespit so I'll mark some words for you to hear inside the head that is spinning this narrative for you the one over there away from the the you that is here inside my noggin so I keep on bloggin as my fingers melt into the keys and I can't lift them just slush them around until I've found what I meant to say before the day dissolved away. Simple sliping apart at the seams it seems the dreams of our night ain't nothing more than the stories we tell ourselves when we wake and it makes my happy to know that the sappy dreamspeak we tweak and spin in the morning ain't really how it waz because we're free and the xplosion from which they have risen is derived from the complusion of the livin. Swing low sweet cherry ought. Ima gonna carry myself on home after I pick up my bones and put them back together no matter whether or not you think I clever we got to get going we gotta get outta here if its the last thing we ever do. SO escape the shoe weight and appeal to the god of air and steel and find your soul on some distant beach we control for a small fee they'll love you for a fee they'll steep you in the ways of the fire and clay until you say enough and pull the plug on this stuff the words keep gliding in their rampant pain reader cringes full of dead brain and small spark shame. Unkept but tame with a wilderness flame and a flower garden fuck just wait for the rain wait for the rain wait for the rain to tuck you in it seaps into your skin and pores and pours and pores and pours until the saturation point is reached the dam is breached and you fall out and down and wash around the town in your electromagnetic shield of rainbow steel and bingo halls crying eyes liquor daze humor fades. I I I I I I I I I I I I I try to stay straight and speak easy but the stutters start stuttering and I can't help mutterin that my rambin is in shambles and the need to speak is soon replaced by the horror that there is nothing to say.

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