Motion To Adjourn
ainulindale
Time Served" wherein I painted all these people in pastels, and I would
like to paint them properly and then catch the last train outta town
like I shoulda before they all bailed but I'm a goddam soft touch and
sometimes i help people I shouldn't oughta.
ARTICLE ONE: well it really was cool and good and happy and all that
stuff that you don't need serotonin and norepinephrin blocking
activation inhibation retail bullshit for. Just because it felt good
and now it's gone does not mean it never happened. God (or whatever it
is) invented time, not me. Things happen in order so that I don't have
to wash too many dishes at once, and shit like that. Brent, it *was*
beautiful, good, friendly and all that. It was not a lie. We did all
love each other. We even loved the ones we hated. And the ones we
hated are probably still out there and somewhere inside their
bippityboppitylilithysirensubconsciounce (did i spell that right)
somewhere in there
they still love us
and dream of us
we are gonna die
and the past is over
and the love will never end.
ARTICLE TWO: young people, or people who are young in the head tend to
pretend to commitments they don't understand. That would explain most
of the chicks I fucked when I was young.
It doesn't explain True Super Freaks like you (Brent) and me and Diane
and Foss and god sweet god and so many others on this side of the
tracks and even on the other side... which i suppose accounts for the
whole population so i guess we are all super freaks...
cockteasers are annoying, it's true. but it's a fact of life and just
because they are cockteasers doesn't mean they are bad. and the fact
is most (if not all) of them were just trying to do what they thought
was right, which is what got us all into all this trouble in the first
place.
now, it would seem logical to say, "ok let's not be cockteasers and
pretend to do good, but rather let's be fake evil and destroy, but
really *mean* to do good." i know it's tempting, but if you are smart
you will resist it because you will end up with your face through plate
glass. i know where the fuck of i am speakin :-)
for some reason these writer people lovers got busy with real life.
that was the explanation i got from joe provo. now if it was anybody
else, i would think it was horseshit. but because it comes from a
source i consider impeccable, i trust him. and if he's lying i get to
suck his cock at the pearly gates, then bite it off in my mouth and
vomit it up and serve it up to you as provo pene foie gras. and he
knew that when he explained all these people who leave, so i am
confident that they didn't leave because they don't care, they only
left because they cared about something else more. and that's cool
because if everybody only cared about me there would only be copies of
me everywhere which i couldn't stand, instead of there being copies of
waterfalls and sunrises and bunnies and bad television news stories the
way it is and should be
and always will be forever until the sun is gone.
man i'm using my own shit as usual.
ok let me try this again. it's so hard to be helpful.
ARTICLE THREE: all flatleaver assholes who skated leaving the rest of
us lonely and sad and crying big tears and making watercolors of how
cool you all were, YOU SUCK.
You assholes. Let me catch one of you on the street so i can kick your
ass. But really i love you. i am calm. i am remaining calm.
REMAIN CALM.
FILL YOUR BATHTUBS.
FREE SHOWERS.
MOVE TOWARDS THE LIGHT.
"Everything that happens to us is our fault.
but that's not our fault."
You are not dead yet, so you have a chance to make your life whatever
you want. If you make your life ugly, you have only yourself to blame.
And if you make it beautiful, everyone around you will take credit and
you will be lucky if you score 3%.
But that's better than joining The Ugly.
LOVE AND DO AS YOU WILL.
Atone,
whiplash
PS -- good bye this is my last communication with ya'll motherfuckers.
i love you.
don't you go changin'