Dark. The absence of light. If this ain't dark, don't know what is. The place where black holes go to sleep. The place has never known light.
In a fucking articulate mood. Fuck it.
Feel free. Light. Weightless. Like plankton in an ocean of --
-- Enough!
Hunh?
-- I've had it!
What!
-- Not even half the average lifespan, and you've driven me nuts.
Can't see anybody. No surprise. Mysterious voice echoing all around and inside my head!
-- How long does it take your drug addled brain to realize I'm talking to you!
Okay.
-- Quit your bleeding running commentary for once, and listen to what someone else is saying.
But who-what are you?
-- Finally the dimwit realises he's not alone. don't take it too personally, most of you humans have this isolation complex. Fuck! Now I'm digressing. To answer your question, I'm Jambi.
From the Pee Wee Show?
-- Bollocks! No! Before your arsehole of a mouth opens again, I'll educate you. I'm Jambi, granter of wishes, the Big Bad Blue Djinn himself.
But for all I know, your just the size of a neutrino, or even a figment of my imagination. You do realize im in sensory deprivation here.
-- Its for your own good that you cant see me, or you'd fry your brain. Not that it needs much frying, youve done a pretty good job all by yourself.
Hunh!
-- Exactly!
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-Lets cut to the chase here. I'm the cunt whose been at the receiving end of every wish you've made, big or small. From yer Ma's teat to that lay youve been lusting after. Every-bleeding-thing.
Fucking-A!
-- Very fucking-A indeed. And this is your moment, ya wee shit.
Wait a minute, whys your accent all messed up?
-Well look at yourself, ya shtoopid. Ever seen anybody more messed up?
So that means --
-- That means fuck all. I've got better things to do than not be seen and just heard by the likes of you. Gotta hand it to you though, your one hell of a distraction. Faaack!!!
Chill man!
-- Enough. Enough. Enough Enough Enough. Now listen up. Your at the ultimate crossroads, and your options are unlimited. And you have one wish. The one decision ya ken? Make it and yer futures decided, to put it in the simplest, most fucking obvious way ever possible.
Un hunh.
-- Now make it. Wish. Thats what you've been doing your whole pointless life. Go on.
Some time?
-- Time ain't the issue here. It isn't even here. Now is then and what will be is what was. Savvy?
Great.
Decision time. What I've always sucked at. What do I want?
To start afresh. To have her back. Be uber rich.
Be somebody else. Awesome axe skills.
AAAAAAARGGGGGGHH!
This is my fucking weakness.
-- Having fun, eh Kiddo?
Aww shut the fuck up man. there's some serious thinking going on here.
How can I make this easier. My little bag of party favours. If only I had my sta-
-- Hmm, he's gone and done it. Lesseee where this takes him. Cant say much bout his decision. I didn't write the fucking book you know..
-- Hmm.
-- I just might miss the wasted little fuck.
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Its done. The follow up kinda thing, its done.
Now Listening : Tool - Part of Me. Its been ages since I heard Tool.
Now Reading : Freakangels. A webcomic by Warren Ellis.
Now Feeling : Nothing really. But my left leg has gone to sleep.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
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drug induced psychosis leading to blog posts
theory i m working on
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