it feels like woodshavings innocent woodshavings when you step in it but it's really termite poop. & the ocean is all fishpiss if you think about it, & if fish indeed piss. in any case every thing (& everyone) is made up of molecules that were at one point part of something that was once digested by some organism & subsequently passed out the assend of it. & i'm not even going to mention the monkey poop coffee.
everything, in other words, is shit.
a new manifesto?
eh -- i stepped in termite poop on the porch. it was either wax philosophical or hop around screeching eww! eww!
this feels like a Monday post. remember it's a short week and tomorrow is "friday." treat yourself, accordingly.
p.s. everything was shit today for me too and I kept checking the calendar to see if it was monday but no it wasn't. I think i might have stepped in termite poop, too, in my mind.
ooh -- i think that would be worse, because mental termites would poop brain shavings, which would be a lot gooier than woodshavings.
um. eww.
My god woman, you really do need to get laid don't you.
Wood chewing insects, what ever next.
The other day in a bar, I heard one guy say to another you know drinking is good for you. Oh yeah, says the other guy. Yeah, 'cause drinking kills brain cells right?. yeah I guess so, so what? Well its natural selection at work, drinking kills off the weaker cells so you end up with just the good-uns, and then you become smarter, eh?
BFG
even our thoughts?
especially our thoughts
thoughts are the intangible byproduducts of the chemical reactions in the brain. therefore thoughts are farts.
don't i know it. just managed to piss off a friend by an ill-considered remark. sagittarian hoof in mouth disease strikes again. and we all know what horsies walk in...their own poop...
friends of saggitarians such as ourselves should damn well be used to the hoof in mouth thing by now dammit.