Incoherent drivel of a madman
Hmm, I think if I am to improve my image here then all the shite I spout will have to be channelled into a single thread...moulded with careful scrutiny into a bubble of raw emotion, physical exert and awkward yet lyrical beauty. Be careful young travellers because to step into this land, pocketed with poor punctuation, atheist antagonism and swarms of un-herded surrealism is to try and claw your way through an uphill bundle of mature cheddar however, the luckiest survivors may take away with them what they have been seeking, a nugget of interest, a little package of glinting freedom. In a land of sick dystopia, embrace what the government wants to restrain, what county councils strive to remove from heavily graffiti walls, what spouts from the beer soaked maw of a drunkard freshly spat from a pub of time gone by...an idiot given the right of free speech!
==TODAY'S FOCUS: TIME==
Time doesn't exist. It never did, it never will do, there can be no tenses, and what I have just written becomes redundant, everything you have just thought of no longer exists until you remember it. There is no 1500s, no year 2012, just a bubbling, boiling, unwashed microsecond of present, a fleeting moment in a carpet of relativity, doomed to fade into the mists of 'time'.
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Phew! I feel healthier.
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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