You know west nile virus?
that really rare shit that killed a bunch of old people and made the masses terrified of mosquitoes?
yeah, well, appearently I'm one of the 3 folks at northridge hospital who had it.

I HAD WEST NILE VIRUS.

Like every other sane human being, I hate my brain.

I hate other people's brains even more, though.

wait, not yours. yes yours. not yours. yes yours. everyone's, ok.

My brain membrane started swelling up and I couldn't propell myself into anymore than zombie thought and unsatisfying sleep. my neck throbbed so much all I could do was sob, then all I could do was puke. Then my mom got nervous so I got placed in a hospital to get poked up with holes, then the holes got filled up with morphine repeatedly, and I sat ( Read more... )

I watched a man who thought and thought and thought himself into hysteria, I watched others from far away and thought and thought and thought about my own life of thinking, I played a member of the infinite audience, I was faceless but hardly selfless in the blinding floodlights of a theater under the sky. I percieved the ancient lines always ( Read more... )

We are on totally different planes, man, our orbits aren't going in the same direction and yours has a funny looking axis. Every motion of yours is malicious somehow and that's still probably just me. lordy, lordy, i here do proclaim that the Enemy is ourselves! cruel things will always confuse me. I'm terrified of hell. familiar Stranger who ( Read more... )

It's not important, it was just one of those times where I waited long enough to forget him and sit with others, dazed, all spying through similar hazes. The moon was crowded by the shadow of our whole world and soon there wasn't much space on the couch. it was comfortable and jubial and I loved others despite sometimes hating how obnoxious I fear ( Read more... )

Oh, Ginsberg, only you know.
Conrad, I'd say quit it but I'm awed into an honest acceptence of all of it.

I'm acting out from blind naivete and passionate dispositions and the great illusive future.

Caitlin's going to New Jersey.
what can I say?
where can anyone go, anyway?

I'm working at Ciao now. Made coffee overflow and repeatedly sprayed soapy water in the face at this sink center that's really fit for Lucille Ball. I haven't screwed up enough to get yelled at yet so 14 hours into employment and it's a good thing. Distracting ( Read more... )

Christ, so it's funny that we fuel a million thoughts without ever firing ( Read more... )

A fly flew into the ember of my cigarette and it immediately stopped its buzzing. Fly suicide. or maybe i managed to whack it without noticing. that would make it manslaughter. flyslaughter ( Read more... )