Some sort of group consciousness. I only felt it there. With those specific people. It had to be them. One of the most complete pictures of existence that I’ve seen, being projected outward by six wet mouths.
Well, you know what, the whole thing is a fucking wash
It just sort of comes through
And there it is
The luminescent surfaces of the room all reflecting the answers
That you always knew were there
You just had to pretend to forget for a while
How could she not see what I see
Why don’t you
Look, there it is
Always is always will be
So constant so obvious
Watching timeless patterns swirl around you
Man takes his drink
Thanks the waiter
Stares into the drink lost in thought
Woman misses her husband
Sees him here
In this movie in front of her
It’s not about her but it is she knows it is
People bumping into each other
Endless repeating cycles
So much time spent to make it stop
I wanted to slow down enough to see you within it
Wanted to understand you
Put you where I am
But you cannot be what you are not
And I cannot see what you see
These people, they’re just lost. All you can do when it comes to people who are lost is extend compassion and wait patiently as they try to find themselves. But isn’t it funny, all you really need in order to be found is to know that you are lost.
Lay down that sharp iron maw. Get me another cigar. Do it again. Are you against me or with me? Paranoia is creeping into my peripherals, glowing in this hot pink color. Everyone has their own version of history. Mine’s a little more obtuse than many I’ve encountered. It’s too sunny. It’s too warm. The ice is growing on my face. Just string these together. See what isn’t there.
"I just am feeling so lost. And I could talk to her about it, but really she’s the source of a lot of the distress that I’m feeling. I could talk to her instead but— And I know you’ve probably been aware of this for a while, even if I haven’t explicitly told you, but I’m crazy about her. God, I don’t even know what that means anymore, but I know that if I were around her right now, I’d just feel even more detached from everything. You know, the stupid thing about that is that I don’t really know what I want, anyway. Ever other day it’s something else, if I can even muster up the energy to want anything at all. I can’t talk to you, either. Well, I’m talking to you now, but I can’t talk to you the way I want to because I feel like you’re going through a lot of the crap and pain that I experience like, eight years ago, and here I am out on a fucking limb on my own, trying to figure all this shit out with absolutely no one to relate to or communicate with, and sometimes, I sit alone at night and think to myself that there has to be someone or something that’s going to come along eventually and make all of this worth it, but I’m beginning to lose hope. I’m too tired. I’m too tired to even comfort you, and I know I should be, because this conversation was about you to begin with. I know you had a bad night, and I want to be able to tell you that it’ll all work out or get better, but here I am wallowing in my own shit where nothing seems to ever work out or get better because I allow myself to make stupid decisions based on things that I’ve overanalyzed into oblivion.”
I was reading up about it
But I don’t see it in my archives
How’d I do?
Nobody else did
Does anyone know if there is something we can do?
It’s pretty well supported
Should be useful
I have tried variations of the name
But nothing seems to work
Better get back anyway
Perhaps they should avoid it entirely
This is a performance art piece called “Stoned and Eating Pizza at the Foot of the Bed While Listening to Dispatch.” A lot of work went into this, so I hope you enjoy.
"Here’s what I did. I forced myself to ignore every negative thing I think I know about everyone I know. Then I focused on the positive things that were left over. I asked myself, ‘Whose positivity has effected you the most?’ You know? Forget about everything else. Who is the most positive force in my life? I think— I think it might be you."
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