December 16, 2002

  • Today was not intense.  How can the day in the life of moi or anyone at all not be intense?  I must be suffering from some sort of sedating hallucination.  No--that's it: I'm dreaming!  And the magnificent though less than truly intense part of it is that I can blog in my sleep!  So...can you comment in yours, too?  Damn, I'd hate for you to be awake and reading this.  That would be so unfair seeing that I'm just drifting along in undisturbed somnolence, so ethereally cast amidst the sighs and gentle whispings of a beneficient dreamland.  Ah!--but join me, will you not?  Let's fade together into the slumbering meanderings of collective imagination, prance and play unbounded, then surface stalwart upon some tomorrow ready for the challenge of "reality's" pettier blandishments.  Can you do that?  Can you grow childrening with me?  Or have your winged hopes and flight-worthy fantasies already been forever silenced by the wiles and beguiles of fast food and TV?  ...I merely ask.

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