Heart
positively racing from the unusually strong pot of black coffee I drank
earlier. All in service of The Symbol of
Purity. Dialogues exchanged. Touched by the yellow. Coffee soon with giggles. Long days (and pleasant nights). Sidetracked there, long days, to the dawn
(specific phrase, lovely word), and then right back there once more. Information gathered. Sabbath.
Oh for my face to be pressed suffocatingly against that gorgeous
derriere. I had a beer earlier before
the coffee. At some point I promptly proceeded
to take a dainty shit in a public location.
The other day I took a piss in one of those public bathrooms at a
park. Prior to that I was sucking on a
life saver. Or was i? the more I learn the less I want to
know. Love the golden age Sandman, love
his look and the general feel of his world.
Or do i? the more I learn the
less I want to know. Communication is
the key. It so often is. Questions . questions are the key. They so often are. dialogues.
People love dialogues. Johnny
Impotency here again as my mind reals with wonderful and surrealistic
imagery. Disconnect somewhere with it
all. Chemicals. Is it all chemicals?! Oh, when she has the mop and is making
everything so clean. When she leans over
to mop the harder to reach locales. Like
a siren beckoning. I declined to make a
purchase today. That is good
behavior. I’m hungry now. think I’ll cook up some decent meat. Thinking about magnets and lollipop kisses
right now. maybe that will be the name
of my debut album: magnets and lollipop kisses.
Johnny Impotency here; full of desire and unable to do a thing about
it. of course, I think as my head goes
light, how utterly proper. Did you hear
about that massive 24 disc deluxe anniversary box set thing being released of
metallica’s utter shit album Load? Guess
what I won’t be getting myself for Christmas?!
Load! Ha! They should have called it Load of Shit! Speaking of loads, guess what your old pal
Johnny Impotency won’t be shooting anytime soon?! I was watching something utterly entrancing
while nursing a relatively minor tummy ache. I recently discovered I had an unopened jar of
Jif crunchy peanut butter in my posh flat and I really saved me come dinner time. been loving the Fantastic Four comics I’ve
been reading recently. Or have i?! the more I learn the less I want to
know. Need to buy juice and shaving
cream. Lather. Things are about to
change. Life is about change. The chain mesh on the Dark Angel! Seems the advancements will be incremental
until the upcoming big event. Makes
sense. The initial push was very
strong. It’s fine to take it slow for a
while. Love how at the beginning of that
one comfort movie I love you can just barely see someone pull on his arm as he
exits the scene right before the death knell.
That’s good subtle work. just
watched it again a couple nights ago while guzzling cheap white wine and prior
to having a relatively sleepless night fraught with paranoia and irrational
fears (regrettably it was too late to go to a bar and drown those emotions with
wholesome liquor). Looking forward to
the new Stephen King coming out at the end of the month. I’m going to figuratively and literally
devour it. I know what to do! I’m going to pay some bills! That’s the sign of a mature responsible
adult. WHY ASK MY NAME?! WHY ASK MY NAME?! The Symbol of Purity has me. my brain is sauce. Drilling through the spiritus sanctus. Time is running out. I ordered a few more drinks because time is
running out. Information gleaned. So much intelligence gathered. Obsession taking hold. Petty jealousy over laughter. I’M EVIL I’M EVIL I’M EVIL!!! I guess I’m depressed in some way. I dunno.
It’s kinda hard to tell sometimes. Oh God the red! THE RED!!!
It was a change. And then when it
was a little tied, that little knot, oh God!!!
Things can only go to a certain degree.
I’m not made for things to go beyond a certain degree. I’m a certain degree fan. Apropos of nothing,
I’m running out of films to watch in one of my all time favorite film
franchises. I see the problem now. I need to eat a lot of vanilla ice
cream. I’ll have to stock up tomorrow
when I go to the department store, I’ll have to buy several cartons. I know I was writing about water recently but
I can’t remember what it was all about. I
see now I have to catch up to that wagon even though it is miles and miles and
miles ahead of me. too much vice, battling
against each other. The squishy crevices
in a small Tupperware. The issues are
clear. Plastics are the key. This country was found on the plastics
industry. (I love the movie Superman 3,
as a quick aside). The Symbol of Purity
has me. Showing me the proper way. The proper way to a proper obsession. Flatline right before my heart swells. Gonna pour myself some wine here in a
bit. Maybe eat some wings a day or two
earlier this week. Like I said,
everything’s changing. Handshake sent a
jolt through me. times laid out
clean. People love federal reserve
notes. Is this all about goods and
services of real value exchanged for currency plain? The way out is through obsession. Two super
powers going at it. I see the
winner. Grasping my hand. Yellow.
Lines beneath the gaze. Red. The little knot was everything. Following to the plastic transaction. Again, plastics are everything. Repeat three times before generous
intelligence. And still, all he wanted
was for her to smash his face with her derriere, to blast hot ones right in his
face, while laughing at and berating him, such a lovely laugh. As previously stated, for to sit in a mound
of freshly made guacamole and then smash
his face again with her derriere that he may be forced to eat the freshly made
guac that was stuck to her delightful can, more of her lovely laughter and
perhaps detailed explanations of mundane tasks and recounting lists of things
that need to be purchased. Now I’m off
to sniff boiled rice and sit down on a turned on waffle iron! Or am I?!
the more I learn the less I want to know. Research again. The little red knot.
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