Saturday, June 16, 2001

Bungalow Bill, TUBZ Root Beer and Horsies

3 of my favorite things. When i get to the bottom i go back to the slide...where i stop and i turn and i go for a ride.

tell me tell me tell me the answer

please don't do a lyrics search it's unhealthy :)

How is everyone doing? I am perfectly fine. Really. I don't want to think right now -- I am trying to conserve energy and gain weight so extra thinking may be anti-productive.

Have you ever felt that way??? It's really weird...you just sit there and act like a robot. I am not a robot but right now i might as well just be one. This music is really getting to my head. It's gonna put me into a complete days any minute now.

Hay guess what -- I think i just did something really cool. I left my car windows open last night and it did not rain in the car, even though there was a perfect storm. Yay. Nay? Neigh? Hay is for horses. Wunderful.
Chinese FOOOOOOD. Great. My mind is warped. Too many random thoughts.
This isn't good. Maybe I should lay off the bong. Nah. I can't lay off anything I don't own.

What ever. I feel like alex trebek. a total robot. a total ignoramus of a person that hopes to throw horseshoes at fenceposts and play croquet with clothes hangers. i am in wonderland right now. hearties. yum.
numnumnumnumnum. toejam football. wild honey pie

You may wonder what it's like to have my mind. Then again, like most normal people you don't. Good. Now go back to your one-dimensional physical lives and watch me dream in all 64 crayola colors. Sail across the atlantic.
Float upstream into the void of endless oblivion. And watch yourself have the time of your life. you can do ANYTHING! just let your thoughts flow into an aura of mystery. or else

Spinning round and round and round until everything in the room looks like one -- a beautiful object of light and color and power. Stare as your eyes become heavy and close soon after. Drift away into the night. Float away and let the grasp of reality slip away. Let your spirit take off wherever it wishes. Let it frolic in the nearby park -- or go somewhere else -- it doesn't have to exist in a physical matter. Go away. far far away. seek the farest reaches of your mind...look at all the people you know..all the places you have been and look to see where you want to go. it isn't hard.
just relax. breathe deep and your head is spinning. look into the past.
think of all the events you learned in history class. imagine yourself there. you are now standing at the foot of a very famous building you aren't sure what ist is...look around. you see everyone, yet you know no one. you feel as though yuou've been here before but you have no idea when or how. suddenly a loud blair comes from out of nowhere. you drift away.
then somewhere else. voices from everwhere. some shouting. some singing old harmonies you haven't heard before. and yet you hear other familiar sounds which help you decide where to go next. mooo.... into the catacombs...of fear of peace. of lonliness of great joy. you hear a loud cheer followed by distress you are confused. where do I go next? what am I doing here. aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! thankfully, you were saved but now in a position of fear and anxiety, you continue onwards in your dream, looking for peace. you have found it. water flows but suddenly it turns red and a body emerges. you look around and you see a million dead souls they seem to be following something. it is a commotion of sorts, but you are soon relieved to see eldorado. take this brother, may it serve you well. look up. you hear your family. your friends. ahhh....wher is this coming form/ who is this? grr...you begin to hear more shouting, but it is subsiding.
you awaken and find yourself back in a comfortable setting. good night.
sleep tight.

phew that was fun. it's cool to be able to drift away in a dream and still be able to type :) Hopefully i'll be able to do it better in the future. i tried to stay halfway coherent i know i repeated stuff like, millions of times but i just thought i'd experiment a little.

until tomorrow, i'll TTYL

-Chris

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