Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Confusing Scenario

The wishing in the well slowed me down. I was lowered into the brick well by a pulley system, operated by my friend Chet. I got all the way into the moist dank pit and began to wish upon wish. First I wished for solace. Then I wished for gentrification. Then I wished for ablutions. I began to wish for things I didn't really want but I couldn't stop. I cried for Chet to lift me out and it seemed as though it took forever. When I emerged, dirty and harrowed, he noticed a tumor bulging above my left eye, hanging over it slightly. It felt like a bit of muck stuck on me. This morning I when I awoke, the tumor was blinding my left eye - when I close my right eye I can only see a blurry slit of visual information. I believe this is punishment for wishing for the wrong things. Please be careful you don't do the same.

17 comments:

Transmogrifier said...

Be careful and tread lightly. Cover your eye with a pirate patch like PD does. You can buy one at the pirate supply store on Graham Ave. in Williamsburg. Defy what you see with your bad eye, it is poison information. Your right eye may betray you today. Tread with caution.

ham paw said...

Dearest MM, Is this really so? The ices may present the answer, but please be tender. You must nurse the eye and forgive the eye patch. All will be well. Let the eye be free to roam and heal. Perhaps it was the cursed alleve and tinctures of relaxations. I am also tendering my guts which were causing fear and trepidation and lonely isolation due to fears of finding out. The machinery was my only recourse. My secrecy in the machined room was betrayed by a man in a striped suit who left hurriedly. I am transfering wooded products. they are shuttling out and requesting for more, machines are controlling the other machines and this is new due to a move from one floor to another. yesterday I moved down to a lower floor with the men in stripes. I couldn't find each man as I called out to them. I was seated in new desk, but shuffling to the machine room under fears of estrangement due to the gasses. My tender guts are contaminated it seems. They are still unwell, and the meat did not assuage them. I am a believer in the body type eating and so I considered it wise to infuse this temple with animals. It was not so!!

ham paw said...

I am tranfering the good energy of the hop scotch to your seeing organs. Renewal begins NOW! The eye is all seeing and must be awakened again to the beauty that is within and without. You must believe in this welcomeing warmth and take a bath. Enemas are unwise at this time.

fairy butler said...

I sense many troubles & I am sorrowful to the upmost highest. Can I suggest hidey holes? squirreling away? Ham Paw, the tale of the machine room is haunting. I reject all transferences and stripes. There is an upcoming transference approaching beige world also. They are constructing a pit with stadium seats. This is true.

glorp said...

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Sushi Blameful said...

Many wishes bad luck me too. Wish for much sun and get dark, wish for double happiness and find trouble....only thing good is most get needs, and that bring sun inside. Tomorrow luck and sun from black hole now.

Pan said...

Mountain Man
I have been thinking about wishing, wanting and talismans......follow me....

krixfort said...

but sometimes the wishing is so fruitless. it is hard not to despair. my heart is pouring out the sympathies to you MM. Do not despair. I don't think you can ever wish for the wrong thing. Ham Paw is right. Let your eye be free.

terence trent d'arby said...

i wished to write a good song but something was wrong with the well.

sloth said...

Mountain Man, the well is inverted. Go to the top of your mountain and make mountain-wishes, with an open heart. This is guaranteed to work.

glorp said...

blurgle borlam plrororg limmmniun glorpskd blurr blinh

flinch said...

hey glorp, are you from another planet? Is your tongue in backwards? Mouth full of marbles? All of the above?

glorp said...

brouglie loribbel

sloth said...

maybe it's scat.

krixfort said...

glorp. I get you. you express yourself freely and without restraint.

Chosen Few said...

Glorp is fun in lack of understanding. MM is fully frothy now, feeling better, I can see him from hear. His stubble glistens from the balms applied yesterday.

Shadow said...

I am overarching over all of you, making you darker, more wary. You like it.