nothingness
I wrote this the other night while waiting @ Mars for my Grilled Cheese with Tomatoe.
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It's not as though I'm completely without guilt. The situation presented itself and I've never been one to turn a blind eye towards unexpected pleasant offers.
This could have been my chance to start anew by turning down this request. To start things fresh and water my dying lawn of precaution. Instead I dove into my pool of spontaneity without looking first. My head slammed into the floor of reality before I could second guess my own actions. My neck snapped and my back broke but my heart leapt up and for once joined with my brain. Together they melted away all the pain and began to plot my escape from this paralyzed prison. One foot after the other. Baby steps took on the likeness of giant leaps with the occasional stumble here and there.
All of the was welcomed with enthusiasm with the entirety of my body. The only disgust and objection came from my cock. It never felt the same way about things as my heart and mind. It seemed to live in a world governed only by it's own rules and laws.
You may be asking; "What of your soul? Where does it fit into all of this? What is it's stance on this?"
Well my friends the soul left me long ago. We left on mutual terms.
No hostility.
No ill will.
We simply never saw things the same way. It was constant bickering. We resembled the couple that everyone has in their circle of friends. One minute at each others throats like wild animals fighting over a carcass, and the next minute we were locked in a sweet embrace. It just wasn't a healthy relationship.
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That's as far as I got before my food was ready and I left. Like the majority of my writing it will prolly remain unfinished. The moment has passed. Or mayhaps it will live on and more of it will fall from my mind and land on a page.
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It's not as though I'm completely without guilt. The situation presented itself and I've never been one to turn a blind eye towards unexpected pleasant offers.
This could have been my chance to start anew by turning down this request. To start things fresh and water my dying lawn of precaution. Instead I dove into my pool of spontaneity without looking first. My head slammed into the floor of reality before I could second guess my own actions. My neck snapped and my back broke but my heart leapt up and for once joined with my brain. Together they melted away all the pain and began to plot my escape from this paralyzed prison. One foot after the other. Baby steps took on the likeness of giant leaps with the occasional stumble here and there.
All of the was welcomed with enthusiasm with the entirety of my body. The only disgust and objection came from my cock. It never felt the same way about things as my heart and mind. It seemed to live in a world governed only by it's own rules and laws.
You may be asking; "What of your soul? Where does it fit into all of this? What is it's stance on this?"
Well my friends the soul left me long ago. We left on mutual terms.
No hostility.
No ill will.
We simply never saw things the same way. It was constant bickering. We resembled the couple that everyone has in their circle of friends. One minute at each others throats like wild animals fighting over a carcass, and the next minute we were locked in a sweet embrace. It just wasn't a healthy relationship.
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That's as far as I got before my food was ready and I left. Like the majority of my writing it will prolly remain unfinished. The moment has passed. Or mayhaps it will live on and more of it will fall from my mind and land on a page.