the jesus story
i wrote a story about jesus. but it isn't finished yet. just like the countless stories i have began, and never finish. but i am determined to finalize this one. unusually, it has somewhat of a chuck palahniuk feel, something i did not intend. =/.
just like the countless lives i begin but i never see the inevitable ending.
some of the melted plastic got onto my right middle finger. i have a plastic right-middle-fingertip. now, just to coat my entire body...
concert on the sixteenth of the fourth month of the two-thousand and fifth year of a very new, very archaic world.
fortunately, we don't have seats.
fuck, i picked at it. and now, none of my too-many body parts are coated in plastic.
just like the countless lives i begin but i never see the inevitable ending.
some of the melted plastic got onto my right middle finger. i have a plastic right-middle-fingertip. now, just to coat my entire body...
concert on the sixteenth of the fourth month of the two-thousand and fifth year of a very new, very archaic world.
fortunately, we don't have seats.
fuck, i picked at it. and now, none of my too-many body parts are coated in plastic.