They sure got them some mightely big pools here at the bible college, where the short fat hawaiian girls all know my name weight and shoe size and write me verminous love letters on my temporary issue security pass. But i ain't here to work and i'll be damned if i ever will be, i knowed those kids that were here to work and they all turned inside out and back into dull an deadly sleepers whom short, spark, and deconstruct as i try my damndest to swim in these thick ass noxiously enhanced rain puddles. i'll keep flipin and jumpin through imaginary walls just to rock back and forth in the underwater corners and spit up lines of blatant lunacy just to spite the fact that she said or he said that somebody said that were all bound for affiliation regardless. But i don't or wont see none of that shit happening and find stainless consolment as i kick and scream and keep on flopin my way down murderous stairwells only to hit the last step in a hematic frenzy and hiss and bloat at psychology majors who defile me with slapdashing generalizations of an unpredictable species i can only hope to make them reconsider the infinity of variables that go into the culmnation of each and every rejected malcontent in this here bedevilled jungle of not so unlikely synched up synchronicities. meanwhile the goodly silvereyeballed kids from texas say we can come down any time we wish and go swimmin in their bif fkn texas teardrop raindrops, i wanna be there only i dont wanna take the long unsettiling drive so i just wish that somehow i could fly and dont realize til later when i see the animals gathering in the woods from up above that i am flying and have been for the last 37 and half some minutes and gotta be gettin awfuly close by now. Just wait til i get there, i'll get all the consolement i can handle, no matter if its just someday i know those kids will be alright anyhow anyone whould shoot me such righteous vibrations has gotta be willingly thrilling and exact, we'll go on a killing spree of all customary procedures, and i dont mind burin down bridges along the way just cause i know how easy they are to rebuild and burn and rebuild again, not to make everything so fantabuously vital but i guess thats just cause eveything is, theres always some sort of apocalyptic death machine waitin arund the corner if ya keep your eyes open but that doesn't mean that we cant laugh them away on tthe spot, its all just a split the ying and fkn yang man, everthing is of grave importance forlorn and forsaken and at the same time being a fleeting farce of foolery, fuck the kids whom dont wanna mend, holdin grudges only gets you confusedly grumpy and grimm,i'll mend with even the most ridiculous creations as long as they can admit to being as big an ass as i am, damn this buffonery i say, ill keep puttin myself further and further out on a limb and admit to all sorts of disgraces' just to get the lower hand with a classified upper plan and retain the freedom of constantly not giving a shit, but not to say that i don't give a shit, cause i care about this more than anything in that world, don't think for one second im not bein sincere as all holy hell. and on the that note, to the grandest cheers of them all, fuck em if they cant take a joke, damned if we aint all gettin gone up in smoke. Were all goin somewhere while goin no where at alarming speeds and nobody ever wants to admit to it, never be too proud to bomb around in your own bits, never to noble to let your shitheel shine through, i can appreciate nothing more than a healthy flop on the ground contorting and trifiling with glee, heaven help me if ever get so austere, at least not in any sort of entirity. for the most beautiful picture i have ever seen is that of the ones hysterically laughing and crying all in the same breath, that is the essence of my expierence here thus far, the most horrific stories i have ever been told when viewed with the widest eyes i have come to find so proposteriously laughable that i am crying myself into fits of madness, just the same with the opposition, if ya keep breakin it down there is no difference. Its just the feeling of pure absurdity in everything, the feeling of confusion at the madness and disorder of this god forsaken whistle-stop we call our home, the feeling of forgeting what it was that happened to us, the troublesomeness of what it is we should remember, feelin like were walkin blindly through, wonderin and waitin whose cruel cruel trick it was to snip off those antennas of mine, keep on keepin on always pacifing ourselves with momentary bullshit, task to vice back to habit into ritual just gettin through the hour,dayweekmonthyearjadedcorpsekidsallthesameoldagedregretsfukthatpain, idunno maybe i got some figurin to do,maybe less figurin would cure me, mybe, maybe, its just me but i gotta get done with all this second guessin tryin to force out answers when no one ever mentioned any sort of question carry on and carry out cause what else can ya do except to grit up your teeth and make damn sure that we'z kids see this through charming right wright rites it is killin time once a gain hearts on sleeveless sweater vests just as long it sinks in confess to all these dug out lonely crimes shot down to shit feed up on lines fuck the criminal instruction billy we got better things stuck on our minds and Ramblin can make for some healthy livin and extra sticky shoes shit where we eat just a bit more often and become a holy fool, yes iam a holy fool, but it feels pleasant.
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