Oct 30, 2006 02:22
The universe as a living thing. It worked, the surfer snort. Youth makes no sense. How can I be young when being old is only a figment of my imagination, and still now, I'm older every single, second. Soon I'll be tired and then it will be timorrow. I think there may be a quantum theory that postulates that I am 21 already and always have been and always will be old and young and dead and alive...??? That doesn't help me at all now does it? It didn't work that noticeably, the placebo effect is hard to detect within myself. There's a rythm on the radio that isn't part of the broadcast, I've heard that cab radios can effect your radio, or maybe a truck. It's really good, I like it. I think it's someone out there with a morse button tapping along with the music, improvising. Extensively- into the commentary even, and then picking up with the next song's beat. It could be. But it could also be that I am schizophrenic. Or, it's a fluke, or some other mechanical echo from someboday tapping their fingers in the station. My typos are fairly phonetic tonight so I'll be leaving them in... the phonetic ones. You know, there's a fun thing to look at on the blue line when it's aboveground in the afternoon on sunny days facing north in the north side seats you can see your shadow on the walls of the buidings next to you and when the walls cut away at an angle your shadow shrinks and then cuts back big and close on the next wall. It looks like an old flim effect.
It is entirely likely that sucking water up your nose is so tingly that it simply opens your eyes a little wider for reasons unrelated to the amount of narcotic still resident there for whatever reason. Lately, however, don't feel like I know my ass from my elbows. And I have to say "figuretively" or someone who does know their ass from their elbows will point out just about how stupid I really must be, and laugh, and now I can't decide if I want to poll people to see who thinks it's funny and those who don't, because if you think it's funny I'm going to want to throttle you figuretively which isn't funny either, and if you don't, I'll figuretively give you a cookie, sometimes though I'd just like to know so I could figure out whether or not I should be blabbing on and on about myself - "I'm not trying to be clever." Or am I? AM I? Check yes or no. I shouldn't have to say that I'm just fucking around here, for my own entertainment, but then why why why in public eh? It is a waste of time. But at least it's got words to it.