Mentally Boned In Outer Space.... 23:14 Apr 29 2010
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Mentally Boned In Outer Space....
Current mood: discontent
There once was a man who was nailed to the earth. He enjoyed the most animated features of the rain forrest from the Madagascar Hissing Cock Roach, Leo, the lonely near extinct Lion, Prince Afred, the gay carebear....and ofcourse the ever fullness of the sun, secured in a firm grizzly gasp of every copulating thought imaginable. During the night, the man walked among the top of the mountains so he could gaze upon the stars, and imagine that he could see the sun. There was a subtle difference from the solemn silence in the rain forrest under the cool autumn breeze. The tree tips dancing and brushing the skies....consuming the never ending flow of the cosmic gods feeding the forrest with the liquid left overs of their postate cancers. The insects leaping happily among the scales of the gass optimistically with a singular trance that demands a singular nature...fuck the pretty Lady Bug with four dots istead of three. Then there's the squeels of the blind fruit bats getting strangled to death by snakes that will become $2,000 Bayou wallets on Ebay in seventy-three years. The man kept trying to swim to the stars...but unfortunately, he kepts falling down. There was no other way to explain it. The man was bored!!!!! He was the only thing in the rain forrest with a higher level cognation who desired more from life than eating and fucking. He slept under the coldest mountains where he would be left alone to only the amusents of his own thoughts, and isolated to the solitary exile of his own failures. On one mysterious eve, the man saw that the Sun had peculiarly stayed out much longer than he was used to seeing it. It then faded away...to return curiously within moments. The man then, on shamanistic herbs saw, unlike anything or anyone previously observed in the forrest, there was acually a figure that radiated from the sun...playing dead! Or was Mother just playing games with life again? The sun smiled at the curious man, and strengthened gavity among the solar system, invitimg him to walk towards her. "It would be way too hot!" The man had thought to himself. The sun alligned a crisp wind from the outer solar system to cool her radiant flairs so the man could come forward. Who was this mysterious figure in the sun? A mother to to the moon. A daughter among the cosmos...yet, an unnatural connection had now been made that hadnot been made among the celestial figures. To the man, the Sun was a lover. The man never would have expected a lover to have astronomically larger and collosal stregth balls that could over power him, as he over powers the beasrs in the woods. The man, like no other creature was free to rome about the surface of the sun, as his pleasure felt....but not fittingly. They danced among the rotating cosmos, laughing at how small the giant planets were trying to intimidate the sun by slinging asteroid moons to it. No doubt the large bastard childs of the soloar system envied the planets with a solid surface, and an excrutiating gas that stayed with them for the remainder of their existence. Material objects phase gradually to non-existence, yet conscious life never fades. The man aked his great lover every question he had his entire life, yet she had no answer to. He began to depress her, when she had to admit she was not the ultimate source for human life. Merely a temporary product that provides the physical elements of nature needed for life to survive. The man had asked his questions to the water, the winds, the fire, the earth...and to the sun....which had now become nothing more than a temporary connection to fill his grievances and lonliness once more. The sun knew, that like everything in existence, her time would eventually come to fade as well. As much as the man loved the sun, that he was grateful to call HIS sun was not meant to last eternally. He would be weeping her remains in the crust...then life on HIS blue planet would eventually fade to nothing as well. The manwept profusely. The sun could not believe the power that over whelmed her with a shattered human heart, and the question of his existence. The sun for the first time, knew what depression was...and she could not bare it as the eternal man could. She knew there was only one purpose to her existence...and it was to sustain the physical existence of the eternal consciiousness that existen upon the earth that she envied because she coul not have. There would come a time when the connection of her close friend would part. She placed him on the moon, so it would be easy for them both. The moon of the earth represented the man perfectly. One side was dark that represented his confusion. One side was light, which was where he stayed the most, so he could pleasure himself in the warm light of his lover. The man knew that eventually all of themoon would go dark as well. He cut the chord that connected him to his orange sun, and returned home again under his cold mountains, where he dwelled in his doubts, confusion, and a lost love once more. His sun thought it would be easier for him, if he at least got to see her every day. She gave him a coca-cola, and then faded once more, until they could continue their conversations in the coolness of his favorite Autumn once more....as long as the sun would stand still for him, anyway...
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