Lifeless With Who Gives A Shit
I feel obliged to write something although what seems to have once been a healthy exhibitionism of verbal intercourse… actually since I’m just writing, it would be verbal masturbation, which is probably the same as regular masturbation without that guilty dirty pleasurable disgusting addictive feeling… put down your vibrator/sock before you judge that statement. I … Continue reading
Lifeless With (Purely) Fictional Daydreams
Perhaps I can just use my imagination to drift away from where I currently am… perhaps I can sightsee the universe, or visit exotic locations like Alpha Myo III where the inhabitants are friendly enough to be invaded and enslaved, and I can therefore bring them the planets greatest export; The ambition of world domination. … Continue reading
A Rant… A Rave… Or Whatever This is…
Venture out by day in the current cold that the country is experiencing right under bright sunny skies… those sunny days where people romance the cliché of the nuclear orb ready to wipe us out of existence in a random flare, by sheer power of denial, they say it caresses our cheeks… I say “they” … Continue reading
Lifeless in Daydreams
I often catch myself daydreaming and it never ceases to amaze me how easy it is for one to just drift away with a fixated gaze on nothing in particular. I just drift away and most of the time it’s a completely empty train of thoughtlessness, like its white noise or just a … Continue reading
The Nonsensical Journal 