Woke up at midnight..
Should I play?
Should I take this remaining,aged LSD?
Maybe some Nintendo?
When I’m ready to die,I could say
“I found a lot of ways to keep my brain busy”
Yes… stimulated.
From without and within..
Brain patrol 🚓
If your eyes are open,it’s justa rolling..
Brain potatoes.
Brain pancakes 🥞
Reality is an electric stove and time is the motherfuckin’ spatula.
Splat
Tool
Ah…
Spatch
You
Lah…
It’s pressing you.
It’s forcefully pressing the side of your face,, right into a metal surface..
A heated metal surface…
Alas..
The spatula of time..
(capitalize that shit…)
The Spatula of Time ….
Chapter one…
“life was a drag“
And everything smelled like poopy.
And all the people,when they talked, it was All confusing and infectious language..
Slang was born and skipped along the cultures… bobbing and weaving through time…
I grabbed my testicles..
“I exist!”
I am here. The external pressure on my testicles proves it…
I am here…
(Starla Dear…)
That felt good,In the headphones 🎧
One of the most exquisite expressions of humanity I’ve ever taken in.
–
You don’t care If you’ve been burnt to ash 🔥
It didn’t matter before and if you can zoom out.. doesn’t matter now.
You are there.
Continuing and unbothered .
And the bass goes
“lump..lumpity thunk”
And the beat goes on.
Just as sure as God sent another day…
Beat goes on.
(passenger)
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Very direct choices.
And you repeatedly choose death.
On the daily, in one form or another..
Choosing death
dawn 