Hippy hippy forward.

Can of worms.

Scoppiamo insieme
In un borgo sperduto
E smarriamoci un po
Per finir sulla luna
che pallida Splende
E rabbrividisce
Invidiosa anche lei
Di chi può osservare
Da un po più vieino
Quel sorriso e quegli occhi
Alzati verso le stelle.

Let’s explode together
In a remote village
And let’s get lost a little
To end up on the moon
that pale Shines
And shivers
She’s envious too
Of those who can observe
For a little longer come
That smile and those eyes
Rise up towards the stars.

I’m scared.

Come get your flying monkeys. The bar is closed and I’ve got one of them in the corner screaming “I’m thirsty” and another whimpering under the VIP couch.

I told you it would end badly. They always dip into the supply. My bartenders are growling. They want to go home. I’m calling an Uber and putting it on your bill.

This is your responsibility. Take care of it.

Ah, crap. Wrong person. Sry

Explain later. Go back to sleep.

Gone.

How can you miss someone who was hardly there? I mean, he was physically present, but it became clear that he never really revealed himself. There seemed to be nothing to reveal.

In the end, it was almost comical, he would literally reflect back to me things I had said before. I imagined him reaching backward into a bucket and pulling out my old lines to toss back as responses. He wasn’t even trying. Like shuffling cue cards and picking one.

Again, like clockwork. Once you know Once You See, you can’t unsee. And the patterns are so predictable.

I hate monkeys because their appearance suggests a soul, and when you look into their eyes, there is nothing but empty form. Horrible. And the rictus grin. Brividi.

Also I hate it when they throw poop.

Esatto.

Practice makes perfect. Once You See helps.

Leigh

Do you ever think that you occupy a completely different reality than the vast majority of the people on the planet? I mean, the people who know of Leigh must be relatively minuscule. I can’t think of one person I know of IRL, the people with whom I spend the vast majority of my time, who would know that name. Nor care, nor understand the impact he had on their daily realities. Inversely, the vast majority of them would be offended. And this man singlehandedly flipped their world on its head just by being his own nut.

PUNKRULZOK