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Weird and Fractured

It's all weird and fractured. It's all electrical and chemical. It's all bump and grind. It's all cheese and mustard. It's all time to drink and go to work. It's all fuck you buddy and love your neighbour. It's all speak truth to power and hunker down. It's all shitstorm and cherry blossom. It's all shits and giggles. It's all 2.0 and it's all in beta. It's all primal scream and raised eyebrow. It's all therapy and meds. It's all beer and skittles. It's all anger and love. It's all young things and old farts. It's all permalinks and permagrins. It's all disappointment and hope. It's all pimples and slipped discs. It's all be, it's all do. It's all epistemology and metaphysics. It's all cigarettes and beer. It's all desire and it's all thirst and hunger, it's all middle way and eight-fold path, and it's all a sacrament. It's all beginnings and endings, and ends of beginnings, and beginnings of ends. It's all dying young and cheating death. It's all cancer wards and Pringles. It's all rock and roll. It's all good fun.

It's all Cheap Trick at the Budokan. It's all strungout sunrise, it's all smell of night air. It's all champagne Caribbean surf and acid artifacts. It's better than the alternative. It's all guitar and drum. It's all night and all day. It's all that you touch, it's all that you see, all you taste, all you feel, it's all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. It's failing flesh and willing spirit.

It's all too hard, it's all too goddamn easy. It's all better than the alternative.

It's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away.

About This Post

What is this? Why am I here? What does it mean? Where should I go now?

Well, this is a post to the personal website Emptybottle.org. It was posted by your genial host stavrosthewonderchicken on June 22, 2007, and is titled Weird and Fractured. It was published to the categories: Booze Glorious Booze, and Random Silliness. In any of those places you might well find other similar things that will bring you Super Double Happiness.

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Comments: You got fingers, right?
2 Comments |
  1. 1

    bearman said

    That it is, mate, that it is...

    June 23, 2007 12:06 AM

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    tuckova Author Profile Page said

    Gracious, but you are very giddy and confusing. I like this.

    June 26, 2007 3:33 AM

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