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Health Articles archives Monday, June 05, 2006 "i was love sick in paris i missed you so bad i cried. i just wanted to be in san fran hearing you read your poetry." welcome to my taxicab, where everyone ends up celebrating the amazing feeling we get when we{re lying in your bed rreading finally reading that book, to invest time, and how many times can you walk through the doors of perseption!? brilliant! and worthy! and we come across some kinda scene, and think to ourselves, holyshit, that is just down the road, i know where that is. i know why this was written. i can feel involved now. harray harrah! so u get up with those boots on and take a walk down that street hat and hair over my eyes and i got purpose baby, real purpose, or so it seems. and two black guys are fighting each other, ripping each others clothes off, one of them screams -call the cops!, and i just keep walking, because in the same book i was reading, on the same bed just then, i also read that ken kesey did the same thing when the cops and fbi were after him, and in the end the girl who fell out the window in hospital died, and he still thought about it on the page you read - however the cops arent after me yet, as the two black guys are still fighting, and noone is dead, so be quite and wait - i cannot write anything too clever, as my mind is focussed on blankets and warmth, get off this thing, this is not a place for us to make friends, what are we doing, this isn{t fun! how to shoot and kill an indie kid and graduate from the juvinile playdate, stop acting like a baby, grow up, cute? cute? ahh, no! appreciate things they way you are now capable - that was then, this is now, and this is what i want you to see - wat the shit? you have nothin to do with me and my music and the bands and books i love. the only thing we have in common is a scrotum - you{re sapping the coolness out of these bands - dont talk to me about Lonesome Jim, it{s my last and only hope, im going to be 24 today, and Jim is my last cool. posted by Simon Monday, June 05, 2006 |
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