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| ephidryn | Aug 28, 2002 00:15 | Read 182 times, Dig? | |
| motorcycles networks people pool beer programming sex big clocks things painted oddly huge fake dinosours dip in or paint with a black rubber at the seams i could live my whole life just drinking and being, working and buying. as I recall there was this thing that I was sposed to to... now what was it... I can't remember after all that stuff i'm sposed to do. all the people im sposed to be like. it was something... something good. That's it! something great. not just great like kellogs frosted flakes, but great like nepolean, and other people that have ice cream named after them. i remember more now. it was start something. something big, that would leave my hands. and keep going. i want to make money so that i can do what I want. I used to just do what I want. i feel like the eminent cloud of normmy that everyone warned came with age is setting it. i'm to good for the floor now, so i was a good little consumer that added to the global economy by buying a tatami sleeping mat made, no doubt, in southern asia somewhere. i used to go places and do things now i go just places. are these the woes expressed by so many read authors that are unfeelable unless you've felt it dig in, for yourself? will i ever actually be my mental projection of me? I'm not wearing any astro turf, and I still can't turn invisible. i want to be fast and perfect. i want to awe people and do things that impress even me. i want to go everywhere, be everywhere. i want my face pasted places i've never been. i want to be on the money. i invented that, whatever it is. i told you what they told me. i want the great everything, the vast everything and all that happens, and all that everyone or thing can think or know to be jacked into my fucking brain in real time with no commercials. I want to understand. i could live my whole life just drinking and being, working and buying. |
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