Saturday, December 16, 2006

Enter the Hole



And come out a fresh brand new idealistic moral happy snappy no liquid no gases just solids good idea type of person. Enter the anus of the universe and come out new, I am promising you. You will travel beyond the horrors of the day and night. Consider it like a cult that you can join. Please join me in attempting to cut off the bunions of reality and improve yourself into better versions. You can say you're sorry for your mistakes but that won't change them. You look in the mirror and you're still you. The newness comes from magic. The magic of the anus in the sky. Come there now with me. There is a pack and matching saber available to assist you in your journey.

15 comments:

Mountain Man said...

I am entering the hole now. I keep going back and forth through the hole and realized I am not quite ready to be new. I am hovering near the entrance. It smells like the forest floor, like a mushroom. There is a tingling feeling, some numbness, the desire to void. A voiding sensation. I am laughing to keep from smashing and crashing.

Anonymous said...

You are waiting outside, before the unpainted wood door. The one you drew on with chalk. Pink, lavendar, yellow, orange. Smiling and playing figures. It felt like you covered the whole door with them but you couldn't have, you were only 2 feet tall.

Anonymous said...

Now is a chance for lack of asphyxiation to come over you. Clean the cat shit off the hand weights and run into the hole with the cape, pack and saber. You didn't say there was a cape but for your sake I hope you are cape-ful and cuff-plenty.

Mountain Man said...

I will look for the cape and cuffs. Maybe they are in the sock drawer with my useless degree from superhero school. I was the worst superhero due to lack of paying attention, lack of muscle development, lack of ability to be fully present. However my strengths included:

1. poignance
2. steadfast maintenance of will in the face of even the gravest dangers
3. constant and earnest moistening of towelettes

I earned my degree by the skin of my teeth as they say. However here I hover unprepared for the mushroom experience.

Anonymous said...

Good morning to all of you in spite of the emergency removal of organs.

fairy butler said...

i am in dire need of the anus mm. i will come with. let us use the moist towelettes to shine the sabers and clean our wounds. i am ready to be voided and reborn into a clean and positive go-getter. i would also enjoy practicing with the swords.

Anonymous said...

I am continually always covered in cat shit. Please clean me.

Mountain Man said...

FB I am here waiting for partners in my attempt to wield things more swiftly. More positive-seeming graceful movements. Right? Right?

fairy butler said...

i don't know if i will fit through the hole. i get tired of positivity. can we limit it to the hours of 11am -1:30pm? start small i am thinking.

Mountain Man said...

The hole is not about the positivity only. That is only part of it. The hole is about quelling the burns with forthright attitudes, hideous amounts of strength and the soothing scent of leaves and grass. There could be pickles there I am not sure.

Mountain Man said...

The pickles of sickness.

Mountain Man said...

A good title for a novella if someone wants to write it.

Mountain Man said...

The Pickle has Fangs, Part II in the series on sickness.

Mountain Man said...

The Pickle and The Blade of Darkness Reunite in Fever, Part III in the series on sickness.

Mountain Man said...

The Pickle has Delusions and Allows Mashing, Part IV in the series on sickness.

The Pickle Denies Nothing and Smells Kittens, Part V, the final volume in the over-long series on sickness.