Friday, September 15, 2006
Haptic Valve Situation
My sense of touch went down the sewers with the rains. I have been sequestering myself with truancy and systemic breakdowns. There is no reason or excuse, it is a withdrawal from the inside, receding further and further in until the touch implodes into numbness. It doesn't make sense but this is how I want to say it. Do you ever get really far inside yourself so much that it feels like you are hiding and then it gets harder and harder to come out? This is the point of unnatural coma. I am sure it is beginning to end.
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Hi, I have a little turd that keeps wanting to be poo pooed out of my butt hole. It's poking it's self in and out. I imagine he looks like a little turtle poking it's head in and out of it's shell. Turd wants to come out, but there is someone in the bathroom so I keep sucking it back in. I want to say, come out freind, show yourself and take a swim.
Dear MM:
Missed your posts rather badly.. was wondering what was up - mind you it has been dreary up here in the north, wet, rainy and cool. The glorious summer has drawn to a close.. and alas, I must start to put the garden to bed..US is out happily wielding a shovel to discover potatoes...the only time he will dig! Is like watching a child dig in a sand box to find treasures...
Will try to get a snap tohsare with you - hilarious...
love to u and UF!.
hi mm, i am glad to see you here in the ether. we have missed you so! i say enough with the coma. that time is done for. now is the time for fun.
hearts to you and your relics today
Dear MM,
Although I do understand about going far inside, I am nonetheless elated to hear from you again. I was wondering where our frogs went, and I have to say it hasn't been the same around here without him.
Hi ems, welcome back from the nether regions. sloths understand about the hibernating urges. sometimes you just have to hold very still for a while. gentle squishes to you, mm.
mm, i am sending love in the form of smoked meats...thinly sliced.
hi emz. HI! xoxo
MM did you have an assistant like Jill to change your pads while you were in the self induced coma? I like it far far away in the inner cosmos. Quantum Theory tells us all the action is in the cosmic foam one billionth of a billion times smaller then an atom, in quantum emotion terms "nubness" is actually a rollercoster of feeling. sloths is right as usual, one has to be VERY STILL to see god, which as we know is really a chain gang of
morons. Right?
thank you MM. You have cleared my carnage and my muscle spasms have subsided. Toilets beware, cab drives duck and cover; I can shit again. Life is not as bleak.
MM, you are my hero and my savior, my own personal jevus. Yes, love please love. Will you bang my reverse rectum with a knotted water worn 2x4?
Look at this, my clotted hemorrhoids have a face broccoli couldn't manage. Microwave my scabs and cheese grade my stool maker. I am pleading for a bath, but I want rusty buckets and my pearl jam is creamy with swimming things. Please, can I bathe in it? Mommy says no, but she is a red tag whore, sniffing crotch. diddle my turtle?
why the vulgarities? Why can't you just like me for what I am?
i love you for what you is. i want to pick your scabs.
Lamp, you are up late, you light of my life.....
pick my scabs an dpull my cord. please. i love swamp heart. i love dubz.
Hi sweet MM, how's it hangin'?
Missin' you...
Dear M&M,
I've bought up Pacific through Pennsylvania Avenues plus the Shortline and B&O railroads.
Park Place and Boardwalk are waiting for you. You can have as many hotels as you want and you can pass GO whenever.
say hi to Troll for me.
xoxoxx,
goblin
i miss everyone so much. i am awake now and there is no poignance. it is fine. i missed everything cuz i dug into the wormhole. hi.
hi. come out. there is love.
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