. . .magic. . .
i want a new life
filled with magic.
where conversations mean something. and we can fly and fly fast.
where we're forced to bow to the new king, but when everyone looks away i give my wife and kids one last look, i get up and sprint towards the king. grab a knife from a guard as i sprint by him, leap on to the stage and shove the knife into the king's heart.
i never really found the magic with gravity and water i thought we'd have. i'd like to float. and breath under water. how is it that video games haven't taken advantage of these things. video games went 3d and went real. can we not fly anymore. too much programing. i'd like little bubbles of water to just be floating around. all this new technology making things faster and all everything that doesn't matter. no magic.
big conversations. big reveals. hidden gun. quarter behind an ear. bunny in a hat. no one is seeing the future anymore. just waiting out this 2012 thing? are we running out of future. are we all walking closer to the final ending. little by little we are living in a dead world. as it collapses beneath us.
i like friends who like to pretend. to play along. at least for a second.
for the rest, i'll just dream and dream and dream.
i imagine i'd get shot right after i killed the king. but i don't know. maybe if i really got the blood coming out of his chest. something really epic. they'd want to see. what's this guy going to do next. the king's already dead. i could give a deep mysterious look. that tells people that nothing will ever be the same again. this man saved the world. it won't be easy. but now we have a reason to fight. something something. magic magic.
i don't know how people write long stories. i get tired of things so quickly.
filled with magic.
where conversations mean something. and we can fly and fly fast.
where we're forced to bow to the new king, but when everyone looks away i give my wife and kids one last look, i get up and sprint towards the king. grab a knife from a guard as i sprint by him, leap on to the stage and shove the knife into the king's heart.
i never really found the magic with gravity and water i thought we'd have. i'd like to float. and breath under water. how is it that video games haven't taken advantage of these things. video games went 3d and went real. can we not fly anymore. too much programing. i'd like little bubbles of water to just be floating around. all this new technology making things faster and all everything that doesn't matter. no magic.
big conversations. big reveals. hidden gun. quarter behind an ear. bunny in a hat. no one is seeing the future anymore. just waiting out this 2012 thing? are we running out of future. are we all walking closer to the final ending. little by little we are living in a dead world. as it collapses beneath us.
i like friends who like to pretend. to play along. at least for a second.
for the rest, i'll just dream and dream and dream.
i imagine i'd get shot right after i killed the king. but i don't know. maybe if i really got the blood coming out of his chest. something really epic. they'd want to see. what's this guy going to do next. the king's already dead. i could give a deep mysterious look. that tells people that nothing will ever be the same again. this man saved the world. it won't be easy. but now we have a reason to fight. something something. magic magic.
i don't know how people write long stories. i get tired of things so quickly.