I've been feeling like this a lot lately...
I've also having a lot of these thoughts...
I wish my life looked more like this...
There's a guy inside me who feels like this...
Who has daily battles with the guy inside me who looks like this...
The more they fight, the more I feel like this...
I fear that I will never get to the point where I feel like this...
Perhaps the answer lies in stopping the resistance of adulthood and the realization of the Buddhas message that "life is unsatisfactory".
No.
Fuck that.
Buddha can lick my balls.
I have a better idea.
I'm gonna ask this guy if he wants to join the party...
Then I'm gonna combine a bit of this...
With a whole bunch of these...
So that I will be able to spend less time in this world...
Suddenly, I feel much better.
The first feeling has been bearing down on me tremendously and I feel that it will soon crush me to death.
Posted by: Batfish | August 27, 2007 at 12:01 AM
Busby Berkeley films make me dizzy. I couldn't imagine wanting a life like that.
Posted by: Patch | August 27, 2007 at 02:01 AM
Woody Allen is my literary hero at this moment.
Don't let the money suck you in.
Life is about the journey, not the destination.
Posted by: Adam | August 27, 2007 at 10:17 AM
we chase the hurricane, soaking wet, you in cloak and tails, and me in an ancient nightgown,
and we holler and hoot and let the wind take the dreadful noise away to long-lost grottos,
where the glowing bodies of mirthfull mermaids and pirate husbands slumber
Posted by: | September 03, 2007 at 05:46 PM
Cousteau, Wilder, and I have the same birthday.
If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it. Anything you want to, do it. Want to change the world? There's nothing to it.
Posted by: The Loop | September 05, 2007 at 11:58 AM