Ants are the next big thing

The brain is uncontrollable. Longing for more and more and more.

A world not far from ours grows steady and true as one might do, were it so inclined.

The machine

Someone went back in time.  Some diabolical genius.  He/she wasn't the kinky artsy fartsy type, they went back with purpose.  I didn't think we would notice the change but it turns out we do notice.  No dimensional riff raff, only one solid line of reality and we all know when it changes.  

So what did they do differently?  That I can't say, maybe they just cut in line at some point where they should have just waited.  It isn't necessarily good or bad it just happened and it is now there, forever but we don't remember.  Even though it's the past, it is a new occurrence for time as a whole.  We never saw it, even if we were there right beside it.  

on a lighter less punctuated note, i still have laundry to do....  

two more days to sunshine-----------------------------------------boosh

Random words. These, not those.

I am worried for the state.  "If you are into the whole brevity thing."  People are trying less.  Life doesn't seem as though it should be this difficult.  Imagine the world as it is.  Do this, we can wait.  Think about what it is and why.   

Imagine you have five kings, and everybody gets a castle.  The total number of castles is six.  Who gets the last castle, and how do you know?  

Who can say what happens.  I don't think it's even a riddle, it just sticks around, a thought to be pondered.  Or not.  

Is or not a sentence?   

Birthday is coming up.

I remember everything.

The guitar howled in heat. 

Lethargy plumes from a previous post, I aim to at least verify that I understand that. 

Done.  On to biness.

What I hold in my right hand is a power to change my own life, in my left I have only choices.  

Seems like a choice is to be made before I can go further.  Well, not tonight.  Tonight, today, this morning or now or whatever...jesus...so tired.  epic blog fail.  goodnight.  

losing time.

work hard. Hrmm. 

hard work. hrrmm

fuck it. 

 "you want to see a wino bring the wine out."

              -V. Vaughn

Overworld Underlord.

Change it up one time for the big dogs.  

Corporate whoredom hurts as bad as it sounds.  

Connect, connect, connect.  Easy.  Easy like dots on paper thanks to the vast amounts of underpayed talent burning time along side me.  They are forced to like me.  They need it.  

Start to finish everyday with the same 30 some people begins to feel wild.  Business turns into business casual turns into sleepy turns into that special kind of silly you get when you stayed up too long with old friends.  The distance between my house and most sets is miniscule and pedantic compared to the detachment I feel being there.   No longer stuck in Memphis, just stuck in some realm of bad hair and worse timing.

Beat-Funk_repeat

Puking.
Body dissolving.
Fake Shovels.
Blood, slightly more blue than normal blood.
-hint at America-
Body part grab bags.
High school football.
Mozzarella flavored skin brands.
A Tennessee driver's license.

One 30 foot RV.

These are my days and nights. Mostly nights.
Juice it!