There is a pain behind my right eye and why do I have a dog? Why couldn’t I have been a man like my neighbor who has his own black lab, an old dog, who’s slow, and would he be willing to trade him for my apeshit spaceship? Golden Lady is my favorite Stevie Wonder song, that’s easy, but why are we still in Iraq? Is atheism normal? Why do people tempt death running out into traffic to catch the train? The trains here run every five minutes. Every five minutes near my house there’s a squirrel that wants to kill me and why is my daughter so nice and so nosy? I have eaten an expired egg. When will I die?
song of the day: golden lady
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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Vivid and wandering stream of consciousness. Thank you!
i enjoyed the the egg pairing.
Questions, questions Sarah. I have a pain behind my right eye too. Cluster. You can be a man but it is a costly procedure. And it does not guarantee a sloe dog in exchange for your primate-pooping one. Favorites help in these moments. Iraq? Guantanamo? Kabul? Pakistan? Korea? Japan? Germany? England? Greenland? Tierra Del Fuego?,Guam?, Ice Station Zebra? Atheism is not normal. Anywhere Satan is, is not normal.People run into traffic tempting death because existentialism is still alive and well in Europe. And the Devil is nearby. The trains don't run at all here. Replacing your dog with a "blackwater" cat wearing sunglasses who will accompany you to the train will save you from squirrels. Mortal enemies. Nice and nosy is typical for daughters. Eggs are already dead. So your death is undetermined. Especially if you have the sex change and use the body guard cat. smile
Stream of consciousness alright. Wonderful associations. I might try it myself one day. Is this a product of so-called automatic writing, or a function of that pain behind your eye.
This came really from reading Yahoo! Questions, where a guy said he'd eaten an old egg and wondered if it would kill him.
Happy April everybody.
That was a beauty. You are one of my favorite poets. I'm sure I've told you that before. You still are.
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