Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Dark

The dark is a magnificent place to contemplate Everything. Alone in the Dark is almost incomparable as an experimental realm . . . I'll warrant.

Being Drunk in the Dark and Alone is almost a physics/anthropomorphic experiment in itself. Just look at the legions of data that can be extrapolated.

Used to be, being stoned in the dark was worth something. Being stoned in the dark and alone was huge . . . a monumental mindfuck. Drunk in the dark/ hmm. That seems to be an extremely common situation that is somehow underreported. For whatever reason.

But God only knows what has been written in the wee hours . . . Samuel Taylor Coleridge comes to mind . . . but fucking A, no doubt Hemingway woke up to polish off the third half of a "tequila-monde" several times a night, only to record the moment drunkenly in his latest "book."

Samuel was interrupted by the "Man from Porlock."

Okay. I'm waiting for my man.

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