truly exquisite corpse

So here I am standing in the rain. The rain is not the kind of rain I’ve ever seen before, it’s made of paper angels that fall down to the top of my head asking me to make THEIR wishes come true. When I pray, that’s what I’m really doing- asking God to make my wishes come true. The angels are the ones who do God’s dirty work.

We are truly at a loss with this human thing, aren’t we? We can’t wrap our head around existence or penetrate our power through it. We can’t decide if it even is a real thing or not. We can’t admit to the fact that what we’re doing when we’re talking to God is asking for help, asking us to help realize our desires for us so that we may see them. We act as though we talk to God to be perfect but desire always creeps up into everything.

Desire=snake.

Today I experienced some fucked up shit. The snake came to me again. I always say, “Lyign is bad!” but so is moralism if that’s me really trying to express my beliefs with firmness. So what is it? I can just admit that today I lied a lot. I did a few things that I consider to be bad. I guess this is about me becoming an adult, it’s about growth.

The loss of innocence= growth. A necessity for maturation.

I’m making my way into the bottom of the murky pond with the rain that doesn’t make sense because it’s brand new to me. That’s such a young thing.

How do I marry my innocence that remains after today to the snake? Do I give my innocence to the snake or do I give the snake to my innocence- if they eat one another, will they stay together forever or will one abandon the other? Will I be able to accept the abandonment if that were to happen or would I have to start all over again?

What am I doing right now. I have no Idea what to write about how its going to make sense and if im doing the well enough . And then a fucking bear pops out of nowhere and proceeds to make a cup of tea. He offers me some as I kindly refuse. Now extremely offended he puts on boxing glove. “Ah shit” I go under my breath as I lace up my gloves and get ready to absolute demolish this bear in this bout. Yeah man I just want to get piss drunko tonight! Who cares about the rain and how I can,t get home at this point. If they get drunk, they would be crawling on fours to their house. Or red bull which gives you wings. The rain was just too heavy to give a crap about getting home. The person decided to get into a store and sleep in the store until the rain was over. It felt like the train would never stop. It went on and on and on, so the guy saiod to the cashier “hey do you have something to drink out here”? He responded with a nod and stared at his dick. I felt bad for the guy, from what I can understand, Japanese people turned their dicks into water fountains and needless to say I was kind of thirsty, I just hope hes got the right kind of ph level, I have a sensitive stomach. No one uses there dick to have sex anymore, water fountains are the new wave. This is gross how can I possibly be thinking this. I don’t know how to continue this. Whatever was there is now gone. I shouldn’t be doing this but the pleasure that will soon follow would be amazing. I mean what more can I ask for? This experience will give me so much more than I have lost so far. I can learn how to fly.

Become the new hero in town. Hide my identity and make all the girls want me.

Can’t wait for them to see me flex as I stop the bad guy of the week and and soar virtuously

“I am the king of the world!!” I scream on my rooftop. “I am superman! Fear me Batman! Fear me Grout!”

The neighbor sticks his big, ugly head out the window and yells, “Shut the fuck up, moron!” and so I do. I go inside where the TV is on and I’m watching Teen Titans GO! Damn, Robin is chill. But Raven is my favorite…I *get* her. Besides, I’m a sucker for goth girls <3