Surrealality

The list of things that went down tonight makes me feel like I took some PCP

I don't but I do

The lack, the absinthe, No. The absence of things once fruitful is the garden of earthly delights.

That's too cryptic for me.

The lack of emotion that one experiences is the temptation to feel something, even an abysmal cesspool of nothing.

Going! Going! !!!!!!!!!!
Lets see

pinocchio

Comprised of lukewarm, lackluster and congealed emotions and sentiments, he walks. They walk uniform, invisible to their right and to their left. A two way spiral staircase descends and ascends. The summit is not to your immediate left. Detours scatter themselves through the passage, riddled with unsavory, tacit compliance.

Who dat dude in the black sedan

with two cheap hookers and a mexican.

Film Synopsis

Written in about 40 minutes. I'm proud. Please don't steal it internet fiends :'(


Title: Mexican Sonora Baby

The main character, Joseph, is a nomad. He falls in love with a rich white girl, Rachal, while visiting Tijuana. Her family doesn’t like Joseph. But she loves him. He steals her away in his caravan in the night, she doesn’t object. They go far into the Mexican desert. The nomad Joseph finds refuge from a sandstorm that brews, in a cave. The girl’s family is in pursuit. They hire a bounty hunter or two or three. Possibly four to six. But in any case they’re still in pursuit. The bounty hunters almost find them but the sandstorm hits them too. They are in the town closest to the cave and have reports of where Joseph and Rachal are. Joseph gets Rachal pregnant and they fall in love more. The bounty hunters come to get Rachal after the sandstorm is over. She objects but they take her back. She runs away countless times on the way. Joseph gets cripplingly depressed, his only friend The Donkey, hates him now because The Donkey can sense crippling depression and doesn’t like it. Joseph starts to head north to Los Angeles to learn English. On the way, he finds a bounty hunter that helped steal Rachal from him. The bounty hunter says that he saw them take her to Los Angeles. ‘What a coincidence’ is an apparent theme. He learns to speak English in a montage scene to ‘American Woman’, his changes are apparent. He learns to say that he was in the war as to cross the border. He does not need a passport because it is obvious that he fought in the war and the guard doesn’t mind letting a veteran through. The ole Mexican Joseph gets to Los Angeles where he asks people if they know Rachal. No one does but this one girl named Spangler and she points him to the central park where she just had a meeting with Rachal. Joseph goes and gets harassed on the way there. He arrives in the middle of the park and he sees a black haired girl and asks her if she is Rachal, even though his Rachal has strawberry blonde hair. She responds negatively but nonetheless invites him for coffee. Thankfully for him he doesn’t speak English very well and can’t know what it could lead to. For he is a sexy hot Mexican nomad. He just walks away. He then sees Rachal’s mother and asks her, in a flurry of dandruffy Spanglish where Rachal is. She runs away and gets in her car and he catches her, because his legs are extremely toned. He pulls her out of her car and throws her down into a window, because they are in a suburb now. It is that she lands in a kitchen. Rachal’s mom tells him where they live. He writes it down on a piece of paper and then kills her with his boot to her head. He runs back into town, not too far, and flags down a taxi. The driver speaks Spanish and Joseph tells him to take him to the address and the taxi driver obliges. Joseph has no money, of course, so he promises him the head of the father. The Taxi Driver is a world renowned taxidermist and loves the idea. So he just waits outside. Joseph walks up to the door and knocks. The father opens and Joseph kills him swiftly. The girl Rachal comes down and is so happy that her awful father is dead and runs up to Joseph and kisses him with her tongue. He takes her father’s head off the ground and hands it to the driver who drives them to the city. They get on a train, it is midnight and they are going anywhere. The baby is delivered on the way there and he is born with a moustache.

Fiver

the rabbit.

Nothing else to do. Not going to do homework. Fuck shit. I already've broken the running shoes Johnny got me as a present 5 years ago and I've never worn. Stabbed a hole straight through them.

Why are influences magnified? I always turn to movies. That's reasonable, I think. I mean, I've been brought up to look at them as a different type of medium than just simply audio visual. But why the influential ones?

Watership Down
Fight Club
Donnie Darko [Yeah, this just sucks]

And music. I will always be upset to music. So original, right.

Why? - Oaklandazulasylum

Any song by Yoni Wolf.

Today was amazing. I'm really sorry. It was just one of those nights. I don't have them very often. It was going to happen though, looking at my post earlier.

Not going to happen again.

Giddy Up

Oom Poppa Omm Poppa Mow Mow

High-ho Silver, Ee-way.

I hope I'm not too creepy. After browsing 4chan and trying to restore faith in humanity, I remind myself that I've been saving pictures of a certain someone for the past little while. Not 4chanish. Especially not /b/.

Right now, while doing Spanish interviews(wink wink), I'm instead staring at the ceiling. Never mind, it's 12 hours later. Maybe just 10. You're sick today and I'm sitting on a couch away from the student lounge because people suck. If I got wifi anywhere, I'd be in Elm Wood park. It's so nice outside.

I hate to put a pessimistic part into a post about beautiful things. But god damn, one of these bitches are gonna get strangled. Not really, I don't like hurting people, unless its Aiesha's emotions. But still, estranging yourself in school is not smart, 'specially when you've got two more years. I'm not saying I'm too cool for school, or too mature for this but people need to grow the fuck up. If they don't, I'm gonna explode.
Go ahead, have fun, indulge yourself in whatever you do, but for god's sake, don't involve people who don't want to. Not just applying to myself, I see it happen.