zoloft-really? so what?
ok...sleepy...
i ate some food and took two pills of the zoloft creature...half an hour...prolly fifteen minutes give or take the placebo...i was calm...i stayed at chumpango's...his irritant relative...i could understand him...i could understand him...i could communicate with the kid as i have never been able to do before...normally i just want to throttle the creature...but today i was big brotherly...hahahaha...i don't really remember being so tame...we drove somewhere...roghni naan from cock n bull...i didn't want anything...discussed whether human resource was the engine of modern economics or something of the sort...it was for chumpango's homework...actually he has some sort of a debate or something...blah blooh...it's a very calming drug...really nice...it can rape you just like that...but only if you're willing...willing rape is not an easy found example. let loose and feel the violation...it will turn you into a mutant...in the end...perhaps...but at the moment...you're still too alive...unpleasant and thankless...what about arms and legs? thankless...someday when you have to you'll become bottlenecked with information about yourself that nobody wants...write a book...get it published...you're smart enough...you lost your mind...goddamnit it's back.
after i had coffee...which was not initially my intention and some coke...i felt slightly nauseous...the feeling has persisted...it was on the side effects...so it's all good...sligtht head ache...i had one wave of extreme paranoia where i may have alarmed chumpango...slightly...the expression on my face changed from quiet bewilderment to horror in a matter of seconds...i don't know why that happened...it was interesting though...since that point in time...i have been shitting like a karez irrigation system...at the moment i'm reaaaaaaallly heavy...it's actually been five hours since i took the pills...so i don't even know what the hell is it that i'm talking about...dryness of mouth...yeah sure...nausea...definitely not one of my favourite feelings...but over all it works...and that's great...as long as it's free...
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh maaaaather tellllllllllll meeeee morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeee
chumpango mentioned today, before, right after, or soon...depending on what was happening in your life...that he was listening to opeth and found them to be "otherworldy"...we listen to opeth a lot...he listens to it more because it's all in his computer...i'll make him write a c.d. damnit...all the albums...the only band we have all the albums of...otherwordly he said...first time i hard pink floyd...i thought it was too gawdy...it was too...GAWDY...but i had only heard money...and money is a gawdy song...later on i found subtlety in pink floyd...that i so obviously lack. otherworldly...the first time i heard black sabbath...i couldn't understand what the hell was going on...what was all this...how was it happening and will it end before my head explodes (with dark forebodings hahaha) black sabbath raped...i liked tool...from the beginning...i found it to have strange wisdom...but maynard is wise...like a wizard...maynard is a wizard...with saruman's power...his voice can convince you to leave yourself behind and he can slap you across the face with it...maynard is a wizard...it's obvious from his name...if you read his poetry...you will learn...if you read brittany spear's poetry...you will wonder why you masturbate at all and wish for death to "come" swiftly. poetry...is bob dylan...jim morrison...and here my knowledge ends...i have little knowledge...i have lesser information...i have limitless gaping holes in my tiny universe and i am confident that aliens do not exist...why does he play with his fingers when he can use a pick...why is he so damn good...sultans of swing...they have this move where all three of them move forwards and then backwards at the chorus thing...we're the sultans of swing...
the weed monkey introduced me to metal by mistake...i got curious because i thought his nick was something he could not have come up with...i wasn't wrong but i could easily have been...although sometimes you just can't tell what a person will do if you hand them a pen and a piece of paper...the weed monkey brought zeppelin and sabbath and tool...more...and then molly came around with pink floyd...and i found hendrix and the doors and stuff...and then i went mad. at first i would wonder if i were or weren't....then i gave up...there's no point in figuring out dumb stuff like that...nobody cares...everyone is nuts...war is the strongest form of love...love of God? love of nation? love of something other than life...i have never been ashamed of falling madly in love...and i will not be loth to wage war...i am a boy.
i ate some food and took two pills of the zoloft creature...half an hour...prolly fifteen minutes give or take the placebo...i was calm...i stayed at chumpango's...his irritant relative...i could understand him...i could understand him...i could communicate with the kid as i have never been able to do before...normally i just want to throttle the creature...but today i was big brotherly...hahahaha...i don't really remember being so tame...we drove somewhere...roghni naan from cock n bull...i didn't want anything...discussed whether human resource was the engine of modern economics or something of the sort...it was for chumpango's homework...actually he has some sort of a debate or something...blah blooh...it's a very calming drug...really nice...it can rape you just like that...but only if you're willing...willing rape is not an easy found example. let loose and feel the violation...it will turn you into a mutant...in the end...perhaps...but at the moment...you're still too alive...unpleasant and thankless...what about arms and legs? thankless...someday when you have to you'll become bottlenecked with information about yourself that nobody wants...write a book...get it published...you're smart enough...you lost your mind...goddamnit it's back.
after i had coffee...which was not initially my intention and some coke...i felt slightly nauseous...the feeling has persisted...it was on the side effects...so it's all good...sligtht head ache...i had one wave of extreme paranoia where i may have alarmed chumpango...slightly...the expression on my face changed from quiet bewilderment to horror in a matter of seconds...i don't know why that happened...it was interesting though...since that point in time...i have been shitting like a karez irrigation system...at the moment i'm reaaaaaaallly heavy...it's actually been five hours since i took the pills...so i don't even know what the hell is it that i'm talking about...dryness of mouth...yeah sure...nausea...definitely not one of my favourite feelings...but over all it works...and that's great...as long as it's free...
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh maaaaather tellllllllllll meeeee morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeee
chumpango mentioned today, before, right after, or soon...depending on what was happening in your life...that he was listening to opeth and found them to be "otherworldy"...we listen to opeth a lot...he listens to it more because it's all in his computer...i'll make him write a c.d. damnit...all the albums...the only band we have all the albums of...otherwordly he said...first time i hard pink floyd...i thought it was too gawdy...it was too...GAWDY...but i had only heard money...and money is a gawdy song...later on i found subtlety in pink floyd...that i so obviously lack. otherworldly...the first time i heard black sabbath...i couldn't understand what the hell was going on...what was all this...how was it happening and will it end before my head explodes (with dark forebodings hahaha) black sabbath raped...i liked tool...from the beginning...i found it to have strange wisdom...but maynard is wise...like a wizard...maynard is a wizard...with saruman's power...his voice can convince you to leave yourself behind and he can slap you across the face with it...maynard is a wizard...it's obvious from his name...if you read his poetry...you will learn...if you read brittany spear's poetry...you will wonder why you masturbate at all and wish for death to "come" swiftly. poetry...is bob dylan...jim morrison...and here my knowledge ends...i have little knowledge...i have lesser information...i have limitless gaping holes in my tiny universe and i am confident that aliens do not exist...why does he play with his fingers when he can use a pick...why is he so damn good...sultans of swing...they have this move where all three of them move forwards and then backwards at the chorus thing...we're the sultans of swing...
the weed monkey introduced me to metal by mistake...i got curious because i thought his nick was something he could not have come up with...i wasn't wrong but i could easily have been...although sometimes you just can't tell what a person will do if you hand them a pen and a piece of paper...the weed monkey brought zeppelin and sabbath and tool...more...and then molly came around with pink floyd...and i found hendrix and the doors and stuff...and then i went mad. at first i would wonder if i were or weren't....then i gave up...there's no point in figuring out dumb stuff like that...nobody cares...everyone is nuts...war is the strongest form of love...love of God? love of nation? love of something other than life...i have never been ashamed of falling madly in love...and i will not be loth to wage war...i am a boy.
posted by Duck at 10:20 AM
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testing... testing... jaifel?
hahahhahahaahaha love
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