Saturday, February 21, 2009

drugs

My moonlight into madness frightens me. I am alone and I am happy about it. I am happy because there is nobody to go down with me.
I just keep getting older and older and nothing seems to change. In fact, things become worse and worse as I grow old. God forbid I make it to 60 or even 70. If I go that far you can bet that having a conversation with me will be nothing short of miraculous. By that time I would imagine nothing much will be different than it is now. There will still be smog and litter, people and dirt. There will still be scumbag politicians and corporations. However, there will be advertisements everywhere; much more than there is now. This nation will become even creepier. Let us all hope the pharmaceutical machine still turns out quality drugs for all of us to enjoy.

draw of silence

What is the draw of silence that appeals to you most? What about silence turns you on? Everything about silence is truly golden. It is the one thing we think of before we leave in the morning and it is the one thing we have that cannot be changed; unless of course you live with a noisy person. If this is the case then you are screwed. The draw of silence is like a momentary lapse into your imaginary world, the place that drives you. You get turned on by it because it happens so infrequently.