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Dorchester, Dorchester, Dorchester.
Is someone getting the best of you.
Dorchester, Dorchester, Dorchester.
Last night I was adding numbers and realized from monday through wed. I worked 30 hrs. and then thought about the next three days of work. only about 24 hrs.
I spend a lot of time on the T these days, the last two months and man you see a lot of crazies. Freakos. Then I thought about, living in Shoreline for so long of my life, what's mostly all around? Children, their parents adn their grandparents. hardly city living. hardly everyday out of suburia people. It kinda was suburia. not quite such the paradise though. I thought then well maybe it isn;t that there are a lot of crazies but that I am just more exposed now to a wider amount of people-a bigger pond, (this brings up an image in my brain of walking through tis park in downtown seattle with morgan s. where the drunk and homeless just laid about everywhere, just this corner little park, the smell was quite memorable and the shade of the sun light from the smog and then through the tree leaves) then I thought-shit-these are normal people, normal crazies. Suburbian life is well quite suburbina, I'm sure you all remember what highschoolers are like, what our counselers were like, fuckin john green looked like a war veteran twenty years removed but still sharp enough to know where all of his children were going. our parents? well I won't go there because I can't say for anyone but me. The old people? it's hard being an elder in america know one cares, they jsut want to push you away out of sight, or you're a rich hooker, old people don't fit into the whole scheme of out culture, for example what ever happened to Julia roberts? shes just too old to get a part anymore, there are no roles in movies for old women like, this isn't a role in our imaginery american society. The Leaves of free market capitalism baaaaby.
So what was John green thinking when he looked at me, or you, or kevin bunstine?
Life is SHit you little fuckers and shit man its gonna fuck you up, depress you, kill you, drive you to insanity, drive you to sucide and if it doesn;t then you are already pretty messed up-maybe crazy.
Remember that scene in donnie darko when donnie says to dad I think I'm crazy? and the dad says that hes not crazy, he smart, he's smart becasue he sees the conspiracy, the conspiracy is that like this, they're all a bunch a bullshiters, its a bullshit conspiracy, wahoo.
Remember in Candide when everyone tells their life stories and they're all quiet shity? Well everyone thinks their life is the worse, everyone's life is shit shit shit.
thinking this, knowing is making me happier and happier every day.
Hiding from the sun, no more?
Even after living here froma while and becoming quite comfortable in my little dorchester room seattle still seems like the center of the universe and so its strange to read basevall news about it and about the free agents from Washington, like its this place, this little state up there in the corner far away from anything of meaning like california, to those I tell about the city, customers, those I work on, its a beautiful city, a nice little novelty, burt dear really its the center of the universe.
the other night I began to realize what life could be if I decided not to be lost anymore and took my self to the next step with all of this. \
We need music, give me music. I had a dream last night that everyone told me that I had a huge penis, quite strange, werid really, it felt like there was a knew weight on my body, though maybe it was just because I really had to pee, (when I woke up). Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be castrated then maybe you could love everybody easier because there would be nothing sexual in it?
I touched your bone white bones, far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return-
but wait don't wake up yet, maybe go on hiding from the sun
Is someone getting the best of you.
Dorchester, Dorchester, Dorchester.
Last night I was adding numbers and realized from monday through wed. I worked 30 hrs. and then thought about the next three days of work. only about 24 hrs.
I spend a lot of time on the T these days, the last two months and man you see a lot of crazies. Freakos. Then I thought about, living in Shoreline for so long of my life, what's mostly all around? Children, their parents adn their grandparents. hardly city living. hardly everyday out of suburia people. It kinda was suburia. not quite such the paradise though. I thought then well maybe it isn;t that there are a lot of crazies but that I am just more exposed now to a wider amount of people-a bigger pond, (this brings up an image in my brain of walking through tis park in downtown seattle with morgan s. where the drunk and homeless just laid about everywhere, just this corner little park, the smell was quite memorable and the shade of the sun light from the smog and then through the tree leaves) then I thought-shit-these are normal people, normal crazies. Suburbian life is well quite suburbina, I'm sure you all remember what highschoolers are like, what our counselers were like, fuckin john green looked like a war veteran twenty years removed but still sharp enough to know where all of his children were going. our parents? well I won't go there because I can't say for anyone but me. The old people? it's hard being an elder in america know one cares, they jsut want to push you away out of sight, or you're a rich hooker, old people don't fit into the whole scheme of out culture, for example what ever happened to Julia roberts? shes just too old to get a part anymore, there are no roles in movies for old women like, this isn't a role in our imaginery american society. The Leaves of free market capitalism baaaaby.
So what was John green thinking when he looked at me, or you, or kevin bunstine?
Life is SHit you little fuckers and shit man its gonna fuck you up, depress you, kill you, drive you to insanity, drive you to sucide and if it doesn;t then you are already pretty messed up-maybe crazy.
Remember that scene in donnie darko when donnie says to dad I think I'm crazy? and the dad says that hes not crazy, he smart, he's smart becasue he sees the conspiracy, the conspiracy is that like this, they're all a bunch a bullshiters, its a bullshit conspiracy, wahoo.
Remember in Candide when everyone tells their life stories and they're all quiet shity? Well everyone thinks their life is the worse, everyone's life is shit shit shit.
thinking this, knowing is making me happier and happier every day.
Hiding from the sun, no more?
Even after living here froma while and becoming quite comfortable in my little dorchester room seattle still seems like the center of the universe and so its strange to read basevall news about it and about the free agents from Washington, like its this place, this little state up there in the corner far away from anything of meaning like california, to those I tell about the city, customers, those I work on, its a beautiful city, a nice little novelty, burt dear really its the center of the universe.
the other night I began to realize what life could be if I decided not to be lost anymore and took my self to the next step with all of this. \
We need music, give me music. I had a dream last night that everyone told me that I had a huge penis, quite strange, werid really, it felt like there was a knew weight on my body, though maybe it was just because I really had to pee, (when I woke up). Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be castrated then maybe you could love everybody easier because there would be nothing sexual in it?
I touched your bone white bones, far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return-
but wait don't wake up yet, maybe go on hiding from the sun