March 15, 2009

the Looney man

An escape from the lunatic asylum produces bad results.

Its the only way to travel. Everything you own in your bag. And all you own are packs of cigarettes. They say that cigarettes kill, but they don't kill you, they make you stronger. When it is dark they shine red in your eyes. And your eyes, are the spark plugs that make the diesel engine go. You can karate chop a tree!

What's a parasite that kills? Its no fucking parasite, its a murderer.

A somber party for a somber funeral.

Why are you thinking these thoughts? There is not going to be a party at your funeral. There is not going to be a funeral. When you die all alone in the wilderness, the stink of your body would repulse even the stinkiest of animals. There is only going to be me, at your side, eating your corpse. You can't get rid of me! Not even in death. We're in it together buddy.

I am feeling the spirit, you must be feeling the spirit, because I am feeling the spirit.

It's a joke and you are the fool! You are so gullible. Did you know that they all laugh at you? Just look around. See those smiles? They are laughing at you. Oh look, eye contact. They don't even care that you know they know you know. Don't look away! They are challenging you! Don't you dare look away. Smoke a cigarette if you have to. You see? They looked away. They! You are stronger than them. They laugh because they know no better.

Between you and me. Its only we that can see what is really happening.