Monday

nov 28 2005

Umm -
The caesura of a thought horizon – the classic windfall followed by a drop in temperature – and you know I’m down – but everything my enemies are trying to do to me is making them more weaker – what kills them, makes me stronger – you gotta like that in the morning with your crispy crunchy cereal – I like milk that’s made to taste like strawberry more than I like milk that’s made to taste like chocolate, and I think that chocolate that's dark is better for you than chocolate with a lot of milk in it – and I like the kind of scotch that makes you go oh my god, can you believe the taste of that – but you known, sugar makes you dumb – sorry.

Anytime they give you something that you like, they can make you feel like shit – unless of course you know the magic words and wear the special ring – there is nothing – you need very little – etc.

Go for it, the desperado tactics of a reaching clown – why are they so bad? – ever hear the sound of hard things going soft? When you just go with your feelings all the time, you’re a better candidate for madness and addiction – well trained and at your service – would you like something?

The only thing that’s left to do is something that you understand the value of your doing it. Watch the ground for the banana peel.

Yeah, you’re alright kid – you’re alright.

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