21 June 2008

Retarded Houdini

Where do my ideas come from?
Often, I get them while sleeping and dreaming.
For example, this morning, this opening "voice" was given to me just before I woke up.

I'm hanging upside down, wrapped in tarp, like some retarded Houdini.

How did this happen, you ask? (I heard you ask). Well, it all started with me, walking along the sidewalk, minding my own business. I always mind my own business because I know there are plenty of other people out there who will mind it for me, if I let them, and I don't feel they're more qualified to fuck up my life than I am.


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