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proud

Posted: November 17th, 2011, 1:14 pm
by zero_hero


feeling like an ape today
knuckles draggin
"the sun so hot I froze to death
don't you weep for me"

Re: proud

Posted: November 17th, 2011, 1:20 pm
by SadLuckDame
Yes, me too...
was freezing, but don't ya cry for me.
I won't have it. :P

Are ya still going all woozy from the meds, Jack?

Re: proud

Posted: November 17th, 2011, 1:43 pm
by zero_hero
I never felt woozy, just for the first couple seconds, then I was out like a light, ya know fast as electricity, it was so digital, one second I was on conscious, next second I was off consciousness, maybe a nanosecond. Woke up feeling refreshed and rested, no wonder Michael Jackson liked it so much.

No woozy,
never woozy except for a second

No not woozy
more like spooked
like looking at the end of my fork
life and death is probably like that
on/off
here/there
life/death

so like I was saying why not believe in The Messiah, and life everlasting, well suppose we need that when it is stormy

Life's been good to me so far
thinking about that movie today
duh
I just watched it
that guitar solo when he is sharpening the lawn mower blade soothed me
no not woozy
scared

kind of a rock and roll song
steve earl maybe
a fearless heart
some have no fear
others move past their fears
somewhere there is still a child in darkness, I try to touch base with him the best I can in my later years

yackety yack
Popofol, they say I talked the whole time, I hope I did not say anything about taxes, I don't think I want anymore popofol

never

Re: proud

Posted: November 18th, 2011, 1:43 pm
by the mingo
Thx for the song, Jack.

Re: proud

Posted: November 22nd, 2011, 1:35 pm
by jackofnightmares
It was not the song from the sound track I was looking for, a hard rock guitar wailing as he methodically slowy sharpened the blade.

I keep thinking about those hindu chakras, the ones down at the base of the spine,

sublimation used to be one of my favorite words, when I was about the age in tthis picture jitterbug told me to put a piece of dry ice in my mouth

in the meantime I been thinking with my enteric brain again
down near the other end of my alimentary canal

remember the hippy slogan "feed your head" I saw a strange tv documentary about all the chemicals we put into our diet. What effect they have on behavior. I been thinking about the twinkie defense and it's implications for the Ludwig Wittgenstein diet of
smiss cheese on rye samwitches