.Random=Freedom.
Posted on: April 4, 2010
Haven’t written in forever ago.
Tis weird…eerie almost.
I feel so…spontaneous.
I’m craving something with a good beat.
Something that hypes the show, that rocks the vibes, that moves the feet.
It’s amazing how influential music is to my mood sometimes.
This song stimulates the writer in me.
This song makes everything seem like it’s going twiiiiiiiice as sloooooooow as it should go.
This one has that weird instrument in the middle of it.
Happy vibes flow through these.
Etc.
Fuckin’ music, man.
It’s like…audio porn…orgasms achieved via ear……………eargasms?
Haha. Wowzers.
We are lit this evening.
Reality tilts skyward then crashes to the ground.
IQ levels enhance.
Creativity —-> ON.
Everything’s moving.
Not hesitating to label ‘color’ a fifth sense.
Mister Inspiration.
Here to stay this time.
Sweeping the ocean floor with a dry mop and no bucket.
In a red jacket and cowgirl boots.
Cowboy up yo.
Easter dinner on the 4th Of July almost gets logical.
Tension gathers at the kitchen table.
A boiling pot of fake smiles and indigestion – damn you, extended family.
So much for the sausage gravy.
And the biscuits.
And why the blue chairs?
And the placemats?
Timing reactions based on mouth-to-food resuscitation speeds.
(This meal’s got torque.)
Resulting in slow-motion stares over the table; not under.
{And not over either; that’s never good.}
“But you just sa-”…..yea I know what I said.
I feel like filling the dishwasher with Mr. Bubble and smiling at the results.
Money + Boredom = Trouble.
Haha.
Happy Easter everybody!
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