Wednesday, August 28, 2013

SSS: THINGS ARE COMING TO MY HEAD


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click on the pic above, get through to the center somehow, it's 3 of 4.




the world is dying, and me along with it

nothing to do now but wait ACT!!!

i can't wait any longer, my therapist is on a "long vacation"

from me

i'm on crack, not a cocaine plane, but a cracked plane of existence

and i'm addicted to the crack(ed) lens, i know no other way now.

new-found online lover, fix my cracks, be my glue, SOOTHE MY FRACTURED SOUL, CLICK HERE, RIGHT HERE AT THIS LINK.

i want to write music, but the cool kind, the jammin' beats, the danceable industrial, the techno you hear on the first episode of the final two Cook Skins episodes, i want my songs to be the rhythm of the night for the cool, young club kids to lose themselves in and turn their noses up at the world with as they use their noses to sniff up the opposite of the world's rules: meaningless decadence.

no, that can't be it, i can't be another symbol of the hopeless and fun generation, too many other prophets of doom have left us too soon. i must strive to be different, but they strove to be different, too. i must be different from them, from anyone, be original, be so original that i invent a word that means "original" but is not the word original. my art must be against those that are against those that are against those that are against
those
that
are
against

but i need support, no man is an island, no healthy man anyway, an island needs the feeding waters of another soul, the glistening after-sex waters of a lady to cool, comfort, inspire, be the muse, the island dancer with the grass skirt and coconut bra, i'll bring the bananas, i'll bring my banana.

(white stuff) plane ticket? now? please? time is running out

my feelings won't stay this way forever, they'll splinter into unknown qualities and quantities

all the blogs are being shut down

there is nothing more to type

it was all typed before a billion years ago on cave scratchings

is one comment enough?

is it enough

to last for...i don't know...

to last for

one week?

to last 'til

the next time?

to last for

ever?





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7 comments:

phairhead said...

Is that a watch or a skewered pizza?

Juliette said...

I also want to be so original that it redefines original. So it's genius and people see it as such; revolutionary. Meh.... it's hard.

Now you have two comments. Is that enough to live on? Course it is.

Cheeky Minx said...

Babe... If you splinter and fracture, I'll piece you back together. Steamy, creamy, glistening krazy glue should do it, right?

(Don't you dare leave. That's an order...)

the late phoenix said...

phair: it's a pizza watch...and now i'm placing a business call to Domino's.

juliette: i 'memba back in the day when i would get 1000 comments a post. no, that never happened, that's just the Orangina talkin'.

cheeky: yes, ma'am. but i really do need a vacation, a long break from this summer of stress. any suggestions?

Missed Periods said...

You're definitely an original.

Kazi G said...

I agree, you're an original. No leaving allowed!! :p

Good questions though... the landscape's definitely changed since I started!

:*

~Kazi xxx

the late phoenix said...

jenny: thank you from the bottom of my heart, literally and figuratively. the bottom of my heart is telling you "thank you" with his little cute tiny voice.

kazi: it feels like i've been blogging forever...like really forever...like for 100 years...