Posted by dreamer on July 10, 2001, at 0:56:42
Is your reality doing gymnastics , lack of sleep doing you good. Mind cuntaminated with passion verging on goddam spiritual then join us we are open .
Feet off the ground ready to conquer the world, travelling light an astral delight the rainbow's here not somewhere over. With a sharp shiny mind them neurons ain't firing blanks the subconscious wakes and yawns and lights up the darkness like silk on gravel .
Others will try and fix the fuse of confusion and smile in dischord but you ain't listening , your a magician .
Time's hands applauded it's immortality - twelve oc'lock , night-time street-lights hum .The ochre leaves fall tear-like onto the dry summers skin , has the season got some kind of personality disorder its closing the curtains before the second act . Storm clouds indecisive, shy. For God's sake let it all
out !!! Better out than in.
Birds are becoming as irritable as mobile plastic security blankets - phones for those stuck in morse code. Car sirens cry like colic babies and yes it patters, the rain's stinging the window at last and where do the gnats go , surely they don't dodge.Pornstars, moviestars, giantstars, pulsa, beta, gamma - a riddle a day keeps the doctor away , occupy the mind with trivialities read the papers sting your eyes with soap operas . Masterbate three times daily but if you start to play with household objects get therapy.
It's synesthesia not schitzophrenia - now it falls into shape, a shape thats smells of popcorn and sounds like mozart and reminds me of the number seven.Flight of ideas a verbal lasagna , parmassen paragraphs fullstops of pepper- sneeze aahhhh clear the mind .
Isn't misery getting heavy these days where are you off for your holidays can I tag along , I promise I won't cling it's just that I get these terrible night terrors about plane crashes and rivers of blood I won't be a damp squid , honest.Love is it a many splended ting ? I only know euphoria took a while to get used to but now wer'e best friends I do miss it when it's gone . Yes self-centred don't like soft and hard sticks to my teeth. Obsessive self no-one will read understand this spillage of alphabetical proportions . Automatic, auto-pilot , no the planes lost control switch to manual no we're gonna crash, shit.
Anyone find the black box?????
And so ends the fairytale, off to sleep now .
poster:dreamer
thread:7280
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