Plastic luminations in the anatomically correct night quadrant. Unplanned and unforeseen dilations of flesh and space-time. Milky blue distances traversed in liminal travel pods, journeys completed and aborted in quick alternation. Here it is, the sought after multi-cleft terrain, complete with folds and raised areas, a landscape of little ass after little ass. Enchanted profusions of marks, shapes and lines, cohering into atmosphere. A minimalist expanse inflected with fairy tales.
I am trying to discuss my shack habits, my shed habits. The ether has become white with static, I am wanting to start over as it is little to make sense to me. Please unshackle me from the realm of this-follows-that for good. Three steps further into the bog of prehension, with the assistance of pulleys and gears.
Insomnia is the haze of tomorrow.
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Hi PD. I know I know it's so silly to not sleep. But the wakey thoughts come and what-not and shit and crap and that's how it becomes for me and my budding beard.
which song? maybe we can decode your dream. or debunk it in your case?
PD, would it be possible to obtain some of these gravity pills that you have? To counteract the tendency to drift.
gah. today. no. must see wizard and drive to see parents. YUCK YUCK YUCK to today. i am stalling. no shack time. badness. help.
i need to get drunk on some gravy pd. sprinkled with the oxy dust.
pd, can we all take a gravy bath together later?
I would like to get into this gravy boat and feel myself up with gravy hands. That is just how I feel and I am sorry if it is offensive to anyone.
FB I see we are on the same f-ed up page.
PD, did it make you
a. like him more or
b. like him less
bathing in gravy plus dipping strands turkey and mashed potato balls for eating. yes mm. you are welcome to feel yourself up with a lather of gravy. i will be swimming/drinking in my corner.
I am all bunched and hunched today. It is the day of the terminus, the culmination. (Actually it is not, but I am sure that day is coming).
oh my goodness, am i in the mood for mashed potatoes and turkey now. YUM.
I'd like a hummer with gravy please.
i am wanting sweet potatoes with lots of butter now. or squash. tubers.
I would like a fly chaser. I am into eating insects.
Spicy tubers. Hot hot gravy. Smooth liquid gravy.
If I make it into the bath, believe that plumbing will happen under the brown fatty surface.
popcorn crickets. inchworm baklava.
I am into wrenches on bone. Pain is for the willing.
FB Baklava with inchworm puree sounds really spicy on the tongue. I am aghast with hunger.
i am ready to deliver your hot and smooth liquid tubers. shall i ready the bath?
will someone please come and break my legs? then i will not have to venture forth into the badness awaiting. smash the tibia with a wrench. crank it.
Oh FB. I understand the pain of the wizard. But you are girded with strength. Just walking into the space with him - you are in control, not him. Remember.
I'll be righta there.
I think Luigi will break more than your legs FB--watch it.
it's always a million times easier than i think. gah. another artist just emailed me this morning asking what i thought of the wizard, etc. funny timing. i tried to be reasonable in my reply. ?
i have to go and get my promised coins. plus i may have to ask something like - "do you think you can sell any more relics?" "is our combo going to work out?" scary!
The combo sounds like a no-no to me. But but but who knows. I am boiling myself in the bag I came in. I am hoping to change texture somewhat, become softer.
I agree with boil in bag.
I am boiled in a bag.
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