A Bright Past

I wish you were still trapped by time, A happy decaying memory

What was
is now
will be
attenuated

So Far Quebec City

L.D.

"When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving oneself, and one always ends up by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance."
-Oscar Wilde

Little Monkey at The Side of the Road: Where Have You Been?

ToDay.. I am stuck at home.

I could go on a long, tumultuous rant about my detest for mechanics
but instead, i will spend my energy plotting to kill them...

"So.. uh...", (insert ball scratching motion here), "u're (something)-belt is gonna go, u gotta a leaking gasket, blah blah, ur breaks are going, blah blah, ur (something)-water tank is leaking, blah blah.....".
This all continues until the climax, grand total estimation, of $2000 is announced.

C-girl Translation:
All of the above is silently destroying my car from the inside out. If left unchecked, this rot will, suddenly and mercilessly, make my car stop working; potentially killing me in a fatal car accident if only I am fortuitous enough to be caught in high traffic at the time.

C-girl's fantasy response:
"Are you out of your fucking trees?"
The heads of all the mechanics in the room suddenly implode, with tidy little *POOFS*, proceeded by the slow delicate trickle of their brains, running down their greasy chests, to the floor.

"Excuse me, but my car came in here working perfectly fine. I just wanted you to make sure all was fine and dandy for a road trip... u know: fill the fluids, wiggle the hoses, ect ect, and you're now trying to tell me that i need two grand worth of work??????!!!!!!!!*****"

Speechless Resolution.
OK.
I'm Done.

Why Cable TV Makes Me Wish I Could Perish in A Car Accident

Inside a sphere
Inside a fold
Inside a crinkle

Lived a spark
Herald-hark
Express as air

Inside a sphere
Inside a fold
Inside a crinkle

Upshot a load
E-threshold
One sizzled hair

Inside a sphere
Inside a fold
Inside a crinkle

Came forth a blast
Iconoclast
Thank God: A spare

Axiom

It does burn bi fold.

Intensity-actuality.

Naked incandescence.

Adulteration

Here we are at the edge.
Step up
Step off
Jump over

Past the light is blindness
Jube-jube love
Crimson lie
Ashen lust

Im fucking tired of stagnation.
Putrid lives
Pointless drive
Impelled decadence