the anti-Blake

[Celestial Dung]

I think I can see all planes of existence. A dying god just passed me by threatning anhilation. I take no notice of him he's always going about fire and brimstone. It's his last breath I suppose he can afford to get pissy about things.

've never learned to filter out any of it. I walk into a drugstore and I see two demons giving each other head. Two years ago I would have been astounded but right now it's blahs. I've seen the destrction of angels so two demons pleasuring each other really doesn't do a thing for me.

When you see the miraculous on a everday level it tends to turn you into a pratical bore.

My last five romances were shot down. Steven was cute but he really had a hard time taking me serioulsy. Sherry was just a dumb bitch. I bored poor Rachel to tears. She was a bohemian day dream. Roger was just in it for the sex which I oblidged for a little while until...well my libedo isn't what it used to be. Two months ago I broke up with Libby. I just told her that I wasn't into anything anymore and unhooked my phone.

During my breakups they were there. A lizard seraph tried to comfort Steven. Sherry was being laughed at by a gaggle of harpies. Pan tried to dance with Rachel. Five succub's thought Rober was reall hot. Libby was patted by one of the major eastern dieities I forget which one they all look alike anymore.

I got fired from Hard Rock yesterday. I walked out on a customore whining about my lack of social skills. Smile he said, act like you enjoyed being paid he said. I walked out. I walked out hearing the screams of the damned being torutued by demon piss. Demon piss boils upon contact with flesh. Interesting factoid if you ever end up in Hell.

Today I saw the sunrise on a clouded beach the waves crashing on the shore sending laughing children to their mothers and fathers. I can walk to the beach here. Everyone tells me how lucky I am. I suppose so. Riding of the waves is another one of those unmentionable things. It's two hundred feet wide, has thousands of eyes, and it's mouth can eat a hotel. It's coming to devour us only to miss us go right through us.

Like they always do.


"I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they will sing to me."

T.S. Elliot

[Lost Traveler]

cool really liked that one (is it really Elliot?)

[Celestial Dung]

The mermaid quote comes from T.S. Elliots poem "The love song of Alfred Pruflock...I consider it essential reading when aproaching twentieth century poetry

http://www.coldbacon.com/poems/eliot.html