Sitting on the porcelain, defecating these present ideas of the past. I say that statement as a double entendre in the worst way, and in a philosophical sense. I believed that most thoughts are universally shared, and in my case the thought of physical treason had a risen. Ok that last phrase is too funny if your following, so is it the girl with the tattoo that worked the counter at the local burger king or the girl that I had just encountered after doing my weekly ritual of doing the laundry. Its as if these amateur canvases were enticing to me, for once I started to see the flaws in beauty and started seeing the splendor in the girl next door. Sure a simple picture but a picture indeed, better to frolic with her warmth than to call it night hauling myself off into a distant dream, the oblivion and ecstasy was better with a human being than in my minds box. Our sex is Gods smile, its just immaculate and blissful. Blissful thinking is what keeps individuals from worrying about the test results that has long been done, but has never been received due to that individuals fear of being positive. I wonder does that make him a cynic, or pessimistic, or maybe does it make that man or women just plain stupid. This exposé is my subconscious stream, I would compare it to a sexually active teenager, sometimes what comes out burns other times its just crystal clear. No dean of academia can say I am writing incorrectly, because I do it on purpose. I write for liberation of both mind and technique. Wasn’t Bruce Lee an advocate for having no technique, because he believed it restricted him from completely being dominate in his field. I am the same, I write for the same reasons you smoke cigarettes, and drink your liquor. Speaking of liquor, which was prohibited in the early 20th century, the same as cocaine which ran rampant in the same century I wonder what else is legal that once was narcotic. Oh wait I know, your Freedom, food for thought, so are you Grote sly obese, or as skinny as a Victoria secret model?
Monday, October 15, 2012
Metal Striptease
Sitting on the porcelain, defecating these present ideas of the past. I say that statement as a double entendre in the worst way, and in a philosophical sense. I believed that most thoughts are universally shared, and in my case the thought of physical treason had a risen. Ok that last phrase is too funny if your following, so is it the girl with the tattoo that worked the counter at the local burger king or the girl that I had just encountered after doing my weekly ritual of doing the laundry. Its as if these amateur canvases were enticing to me, for once I started to see the flaws in beauty and started seeing the splendor in the girl next door. Sure a simple picture but a picture indeed, better to frolic with her warmth than to call it night hauling myself off into a distant dream, the oblivion and ecstasy was better with a human being than in my minds box. Our sex is Gods smile, its just immaculate and blissful. Blissful thinking is what keeps individuals from worrying about the test results that has long been done, but has never been received due to that individuals fear of being positive. I wonder does that make him a cynic, or pessimistic, or maybe does it make that man or women just plain stupid. This exposé is my subconscious stream, I would compare it to a sexually active teenager, sometimes what comes out burns other times its just crystal clear. No dean of academia can say I am writing incorrectly, because I do it on purpose. I write for liberation of both mind and technique. Wasn’t Bruce Lee an advocate for having no technique, because he believed it restricted him from completely being dominate in his field. I am the same, I write for the same reasons you smoke cigarettes, and drink your liquor. Speaking of liquor, which was prohibited in the early 20th century, the same as cocaine which ran rampant in the same century I wonder what else is legal that once was narcotic. Oh wait I know, your Freedom, food for thought, so are you Grote sly obese, or as skinny as a Victoria secret model?
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