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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

PIC OF GAY DUDES KISSING LOL

I have forgotten how to change the font. No matter, that's not important at the moment. What is important is this feeling that, given the amount of time it would take to liposuction the fat out of Glenn Beck's face, roughly the same amount of time it will take for the universe to freeze and enter a null and dead state, I could never find the words to express properly.

It's cold outside and I can see the stars and there is still such a thing as chocolate milk. I couldn't be any happier if the Queen of Blowjobs and Wild Animal Sex was knocking on my door with a fistful of thousand dollar bills.

I'm in heaven.

This is heaven.

and the truest words now are "it can only get better."

Of course it could always get worse, and will at times, but life and the deep deep things still kick and still stand. Things you will never understand, never think on and never dream of and never realize before you die exist above and beyond, and they make me ecstatic to be alive in what Steve Vai lovingly refers to as an Ultra World.

Don't worry vermin, you can have it too, in fact its easier than you think because, as a wise colored man once said, we are all connected to each other biologically, to the earth chemically, and to the rest of the universe in time. We're made of stardust and moxy, of giant gardens of flowering life exploding through ruin and the death of a planet. Toss in sex, tons of sex, and even if you don't dig it like a ditch there's something for you.

This is a poorly executed exegesis of something lived instead of something said, of things to come and bombs that will tear through uninformed flesh and unprepared minds.

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