Nevermind
Posted by Esteban
Shall I remind you that the shark has not evolved in millions of years? That Iceland is hospitable to gays and lesbians? That the Great Red Spot of Jupiter is an anticyclone?
Ask yourself this question:
Are things what they seem to be?
a) always;
b) usually;
c) sometimes;
d) rarely;
e) never.
Never. Never. Never ever. Your eyelashes are a police car’s flashing lights. Your bathwater is made of your mother’s tears. The Badlands exist only in your feverish dreams, and when you wake, they melt back into the cup of coffee waiting by your bedside. Another day at work. I’ll wear my yellow hazmat suit because the world is toxic. Sweet Jesus, how can I be here? I don’t belong in the Real World; it doesn’t exist! Keep it out! The stench of its rotting flora, its bewildering magnifications, its tepid excuses for pleasure — all these things revolt me.
Who controls this? I could bring the Moon to Earth for my amusement; who else remembers? I walk down the street and people stare. Everyone has lost their wings. Where do I work? What is my job? What is money worth? How do you eat without choking to death?
I want to be perfectly clear: you are not dreaming this. This part is real. But the part with the refrigerator — that’s not real. You open the door and the light goes on. You reach for a carton. How could that be real? Why would you put pictures of lost children on the milk? Look closely: it’s you, it’s you the missing child. That picture. Of you when you were a child. That’s not real.
If it isn’t real, what is it? Because it’s got to be *something* – doesn’t it? Or does it?
Okay, that’s it – I’m staying in bed today. I just can’t risk it.
And I’m sure as hell staying away from milk cartons.
I can’t believe this is happening. Again. That is, if it’s even happening again.
/me pulls the covers over his head, puts on his headphones and cranks up The Smiths…
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping…
*swoons*
there oughta be a prize for clever, insightful, emotional and literate exploration of the mind. were that true, estaban, you get it.
Oh, compliments will get you everywhere!
*teleports*
Great post. Esteban makes my wings sore.
My mind delves into reasoning,
but buttons fast forward instead.
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