Tuesday, September 20, 2005

The Tremor Nation

There were over-used words hovering in the airless over-large building that was supposed to have been lit on fire but was not due to inaction. The lack of fire prevented certain dreaded actions from being ceased. The dreaded actions instead unfurled onto the laps of unsuspecting watchers: the overseer was within the enactor, causing trouble, a misanthrope, instead of within the watchers, as was originally thought. The misanthrope swelled under poorly-lit inspections and became jaundiced due to his elliptical wanderings, however, the end result was "it's ok." Which is so grand, don't you think? In light of the knotting intestines, the foul, rancid tapeworm expulsions, the lack of consumption of anything replenishing?

What is being said here is not new, it is old, from the olden days, from before our times. Trust me, it goes back a long way, to the time of the heretics and before. The tremor gives way to magic, if given time enough and space. I have to go lick the wall now and contemplate spirituality and how I can get some. If you know, please let me know.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

You cannot have some, so stop asking.

Anonymous said...

it can't be worse for you than it is for me.

Mountain Man said...

Pickle, you seem angry. Is it because you are in a bucket instead of a jar? Can I help in any way?

Anonymous said...

I am fading, not as productive with the aerobic squats and jumps as I was in the past. I am inspired to tackle my fears of the body in the exercise room of the night. I AM READY.

Anonymous said...

There is an arc of sweetness that swings to hope and ultimately nothingness. Is this what you are looking forward to? In nothingness we eat sweets all the day long. We throw things off of roofs, we sharpen knives. The arc of sweetness is a false promise. You look forward to the time of culmination and just as this time arrives you slip into regretful stupors, one after the other. If you buy the right stretch pants, you can work with this, if your pants are too tight, you will not be able to bare this.

Anonymous said...

You must get organized Mountain Man. I suggest filing your inards in an orderly manner. This will counter the domino effect.

Anonymous said...

Dewey is right. You must get organized and energized. First, smarten up, then drink some oily dark bean juice. This is obvious advice, but still.

Anonymous said...

PD, have fun making you paintings. Be very tactile today, very gonadal. You are a master of the viscous goos.