Friday, August 14, 2009

Testing.. Testing... 1,2!

Thus we are brought here, finally, in this wicked and gentle hour to ignite... strike that... to pioneer... um... to launch and raise high above all things this virtuoso and ye his crowning achievement: this daunting scroll that is about to be unleashed and presented in such jaw-dropping, inspiring fashion, as to wreak glorious havoc on all who are exposed to it.  In an hour such as this, it is appropriate to point out that we, feeble and wearisome (weary cleavers in the hands of dumb, sullen giants), are capable of greatness, although notwithstanding the fact it lies deep within our awareness... We outlast, we prevail and persevere with astute courtesy and without compromise, and we enjoy taking part in the lathering of emotional lotion that is our cup of warm milk.  "Oh, sing us a song.. Mr. Bardot!" Rich with imagination and technical wiring. Oh!, to slam your back in a corner and force a glistening pride and sense of calm that's directed at your representation of an acquired skill set that can bring to life anything your long and inappropriate ears can dissect. Or, you might just scream inwardly in grief and despondency, for you lack said possession of anything that can be held up to the magic you desire, that your heart collapses for, that your soul has been seeking on its long and laboriously misguided journey into the "Great Big Blue!"  Yet in all this straight-forward talk, I can't help but think... do I twist my pant-legs up my calfs, roast a bowl and call it a sunny day?... or do I kick the dust off my boots, break down the door and spill my innermost desirings onto this circling stone... this twisting, sinister and gluttonous contagion?  I mean after all, the Babylon System is the Vampire.  And it will feast on thee if you allow it, if you continue to sift and wade in that slowly boiling pot that is melting your "level head."  Oh, who the hell knows, eh?...  Maybe Santa won't come back next year... and if that's the case, we might just have to eat our own lousy cooking! Anyone for bridge?

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