Now I know I’ve gone over the edge. Tid bits from beyond!
Anti histamines covered in disposable combs sitting in view of the police officer on break.
I have a pretty good idea of why I wrote that, do you?
Probably not, but If you did, I’d very much like to meet you.
I’d like to take the time and explain a few rudimentary ideas that I’ve been thinking about. I want to take the pot off of simmer and stuff it into the oven so to speak. Or, possibly, I’d just enjoy an audience right now.
People:
People are idiots. I’m an idiot, and so is everyone else on this planet. We may have a vastly infinite supply of data on one subject; yet remain totally ignorant of other things as well. People are also horrible, whether they’d like to admit it or not. Some people may not even know it, but they’re evil. Then again, it may be just me. Sometimes I have insane thoughts. Sometimes I want to do things to others and even to myself that have no grounds in rational reasoning. Am I positive that others are like this? No, but I have little cause to wonder otherwise, as I believe it’d be impossible to have another person confess to being a sick degenerate. I enjoy the company of my insanity, and I’d even be willing to bet that it enjoys my company as well.
Sodomy induced hysteria. Musical muscular dystrophy.
There is no god, and I think that this world is pretty much fucked. I welcome the apocalypse, should it ever arrive while my body continues to breath.
Would that not be an incredible sight? What with the world erupting into a glorious stream of chaos and delirium? I have my last day all planned out. Seeing others try to come to terms with their own pitiful demise as I sit transfixed, on the top of a truck in the grocery store parking lot. It may seem cruel to derive joy from others suffering, but let me put it this way: it wouldn’t be joy; it’d just be raucous laughter. But then again, for every whining, and stupid adult praying to his fake god on the corner of Diamond and Broad, there is an equally annoying, and dimwitted child. The only difference is that one is annoying and retarded by choice, and the other is innocent of any and all transgressions against human society.
Fuck it. If Slim Pickens took his dive tomorrow, I’m pretty sure I’d be ok with it.
