"Vera, Vera, What has become of you?"

sound : Careful With That Axe, Eugene - Pink Floyd

what has become of you?.... where have you gone?.... why aren't you here?.... is it just because i scream and fart and loathe?.... is it because i AM?.... what am i?... why?.... how?.... where?....

when is it that we find out about all that we assumingly don't know?....

and why, oh why did Wyatt have to die?.... wasn't freedom what he stood for?... and Billy?.... and George?..... why couldn't those red-neck yokels not understand the ways of the strange and unfamiliar?... what could justify killing in the name of dumbness?.....

why has the beatnik been hated throughout time?..... poor little hippie girl, come to me.... come into my arms.... i can heal you..... i can make you whole.... trust in me..... just a few more steps... come closer child....

BAM!

careful with that axe eugene...... god alone knows how you're gonna wield that thing..... chopped liver?... chopped lover?..... hmm.... food for thought huh?.... unknownst to you, thought has been feeding you..... thought fuelled by confusion..... confusion fueled by fact and reason.... reason fueled by logic.... logic fuelled by science.... science fuelled by ingenuity.... ingenuity fuelled by our fucking will to survive..... hmm.... survival...... what form of vile voodoo magic doth that be?...

bring on the bassline!..... bring on the dancing girls!..... in this multi-lunar state of mind we shall create the sun and stars from the cool-aid our ancestors left behind.... ancestors?.... is the spelling even right?..... oh well, you get the picture.....

what picture?.... why bother on the physical even?.... it isn't everlasting like the so called "god-dude"..... but hold on a moment there little piggy.... i am god-dude.... so wait..... bah..... brain fart.... this doesn't lead anywhere...... "send in the nuns!".....

nuns come from nunneries..... baked stuff come from bakeries.... where do silicone boobs come from?... booberies?.... or should i say mammaries?.... heh heh heh.....

who invented the word mammaries?..... so funny.... it just flows out of your mouth like a guttural yelp of a child.... hmm... poor little voodoo chile of the city.....

city voodoo, champagne supernova, phantasmagoraic entities of the middle darkness that reside in the corner of your room, under the bed...... liam gallagar - god of unibrows around the world......

but one things for sure.... out of all the brain-shit that i have forced out one thing's for sure.....

ROCK 'N ROLL SAVED THE WORLD!

peacerespectempathy