Sometimes I wish… if I could just pluck my head off my body
and shake out all the filth and then plug it back on my neck. Memory is a
tricky contraption… complicated and often times unsafe. If only there was a
‘clear history’ option. It feels like I’m in a never ending game of Pac-man
forever chased by thoughts I want to be rid of and endlessly eating up new ones
in the path, getting fatter by the second.
“Oh! Isn’t that one delicious looking thought… I’m gonna eat
it… yum!!! Oh.. Oh.. there’s another one… but I’ve not really swallowed this
one…oh.. hmm… Fuck it! I’m eating this one too… (burps) Shit! I’m getting too
fat for my skull.”
Sometimes there’s a power outage and I wander in the dark
through the maze. I’m in some strange corner when the power’s back and there’s
an awkward rendezvous with an ex-thought.
Me: Hey! (Awkward Pause)… Uhh.. Long time no see! How have
you been?
She: (Death Stare!)
Me: Uhh.. so.. what’s going on in your life? Anything
exciting?
She: (Sarcasm loaded tone) Nothing much you know.. I’m still
in that mid-thoughtgasm where you left me an year ago… but I’m allright… How
about you?
Me: Uhh… (Awkward pause… build up of sexual tension…
breaking point… frantic lovemaking… Full on thoughtgasm! Like multiple!!)
Oh.. and then there are some really bitchy ones.. Nasty
thoughts that you know aren’t good for you.. but you’ve been celibate for a
while and can’t resist the temptation… and you allow yourself to be seduced by her big thoobs (yeah! I just invested a blend word from thoughts and boobs)…
and you sleep with her… and then you feel like shit when you wake up and
realize what you’ve done… and you run away shamefaced.
Sometimes you know… influenced by libertarianism and free
love and all that shit you know… I’ve been in an thorgy (last one I swear!) or
two… okay, maybe more… what!? Don’t give me that look! Don’t tell me you’ve
never thought about that shit.. well, anyways… those were some crazy
experiences… you don’t know who is going down on you or who’s straddling you…
you feel like youre having a vision… too
many are on you at the same time… and then it gets too much for you and you climax
and pass out!
I took a break from the social media except gmail and was staying away for a while(exactly one week)... But it feels more than long..no laughing at trolls or no scrolling down through wtsap means free time... Real free time... N what do I do.
ReplyDelete.I try to communicate with people around... N then realize that "poles apart thing"... So when l talk ,they get all the wrong ideas except the real one... N there is no damage control left either...so what I do... I just sit n ....n what... After reading the post I get the exact answer... Sleeping with thought s...noble ones.. Feiry ones... Nasty ones...! And no other post couldn't have been suitable anymore!
I took a break from the social media except gmail and was staying away for a while(exactly one week)... But it feels more than long..no laughing at trolls or no scrolling down through wtsap means free time... Real free time... N what do I do.
ReplyDelete.I try to communicate with people around... N then realize that "poles apart thing"... So when l talk ,they get all the wrong ideas except the real one... N there is no damage control left either...so what I do... I just sit n ....n what... After reading the post I get the exact answer... Sleeping with thought s...noble ones.. Feiry ones... Nasty ones...! And no other post couldn't have been suitable anymore!
I stayed away for 2 whole months. But facebook has long sticky tentacles. Never lets you get too far.
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