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Welcome to the world of the Digital Insomniac
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In the navigation bar you will find areas of interest related to removing the grey veil that lies between us. Welcome to my Digital World. |
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My pilot light has flickerd out. You have knocked me off the hook. The person you are trying to reach is no longer here. I'm not really tall, dark and handsome - I just look that way. I am a canvas that bleeds, and I am painted with fingers - childish pictures of you that still linger. Bury your waste head into the moon, hoping it sings to the earth soon. Bury your waste head into the moon, I hope it sinks into the earth soon. My pilot light has flickered out. You have knocked me off the hook, The person you are trying to reach is no longer here. I am a canvas that bleeds, and I am painted with fingers - childish pictures of you that still linger. I am a VCR. A funeral of dead memory waste - you can see it on my face. My smile is a chainlink face, a daylight frown, perfumed with what comes out. I am a VCR funeral of dead memory waste - you can see it on my face. As drink goes down the oesophagus staircase into my bowels of hell, make it like clown faces - all smeared clean in the spotlight. Kill me, kill everyone, you can let them all die. The only thing in this world that does not die is money. You can kill me, you can kill them, you can let everything die. The only thing immortal in this world is money. The person you are trying to reach is no longer here - you have knocked me off the hook. You are afraid that you are not equal while you are spending my money. Why would I want to be equal with anyone? To be equal you have to add or subtract and I have never liked math. You are recognisable as just another part in a vast machine. The only thing original in this world is the way we destroy things. Everything in this world has already been created, so we can only think up new ways of destroying them. Stop rehearsing alcohol and start performing narcotics. Do you think that animals believe in God? In order to be equal you have to add or subtract. People who want to be equal have lives that are filled with subtractions and odditions. People call you back and say don't call us, we'll call you. This is a caucasion occasion. Could someone please autograph the frontal lobe? The insurance will not cover this. The young are too senile. The young seig heil! The young are too senile. Do animals believe in God? I am a kickstand in your mouth. You can run as fast as you want but you can never outrun your own shadow. Have I outgrown my spotlight? My pupils are not students - they dilate but they never learn. Each time you roll up a dollar bill, you are suffocating the president. Just say now - would you suck America's tits? I want downloadable suicide. I want everything when I want it and I want it now. I want everything before I want it so I don't want it anymore. I want a newer version. I want downloadable suicide. Version I dont know. Version I point the gun at me point oh oh oh. If I sneeze will anyone bless me? I keep watering a dead flower. Everything I make is a piece of plant and some day it could have been a flower and the things that are flowers are dead. There is not enough of me to make a bouquet. Stop watering a dead flower. I have no balance, I am like snow, and I melt away. As you are listening I want you to know that you are nothing but a scream that I will project my images of sorrow, pain, suffering and sex apon, although there is no difference between the three and the one. In the brief glimmer of happiness I find in the misery of those who are sitting in the theatre of which this screen exists who feel as they listen. This isnt about music - its about the difference between you and me. I am a birthday cake that you light up, blow out, cut apart, devour, and forget. And I'm just like a holiday because I make everyone in the family cry. Love her and me because love is the enemy. Your sell by date has expired. Our commericals should be fasters because we are all just slow guns waiting to have our triggers pulled. Don't bother trying to save the brain forest. My pain is not ashamed to reveal itself. My pain is not ashamed to repeat itself. The aspiration to save the world is a morbid phenomenon of todays youth. Each time someone believes what I say I become a lie. We have reached the end of history, the only thing thats left is cosmetic changes. |
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