Lather and Blather
Am I God? I AM. God is everything. All in all is all we are. God is One. I named my cock Jesus Christ. You can call him 7-up. I’m a zero. I am at the center of the positive and negative. I am neutral. I’m between heaven and hell, pleasure and pain, love-bliss and torture, joy and misery.
Zero and One are binary, and the one is phallic, the zero holy. All digital reality is therefore sexual. Not just porn, or fingering, or bisexual binary. Computers begin with cum.
It takes two to tango. Threesomes and one and one make three. On all fours. Five is the sexiest number, like Elle, and sex is of course evocative of six. 7 looks like an erect penis, pecker, phallus. P is the 16th letter, so 7. 8 is food and infinity, but nothing lasts forever. 9? Nein!! Well, whatever. Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve. AJS BKT CLU DMV ENW FOX GPY HQZ IR. Everything sums 1-9. Jesse? 4. Al? David?
You know, dose, Trey Parker, squats and rows,
sink, say ace, see yet? Oh (Margaret) Cho!, new wave, eh?
Tenacious D, tentatively in a tent, feeling tenebrious, like tentacles in a tenement. Intentions and mountains and Satan and retention of tension, tending your garden…
Computers can do this, I think. My brain is not a computer.
So be good. That’s what God says. People say, ‘it’s all good’, and ‘all right’, but they don’t mean that literally. Evil still exists. Bad shit happens. Otherwise, we wouldn’t need God, in the first place, to tell us to be good. Actually God is unnecessary for good, just like the devil isn’t responsible for all evil. Both fictions. I know, I’m God. I think, therefore I AM.
Yawn. Jan. Yonder. Boring boars in Bora Bora. B or A? Ford? Cord? Dora the explorer.
Who let the dogs out? Hoot Hoot goes the owl. The owl swings low, sweet chariot. Music is good for when you’re bored. Boars are pigs. Pigs are police. Play the Police. Please don’t stand so.. PDSSCTM. Every breath you take. EBYT. Play Y and T.
hm, police taking breath. Like kneeling on a neck. Huh. Dangerous ain’t contagious.
countries, contagion, and control. Like obituaries. Or diction.
dangerous Dan and erinaceus Erin, jessant Jess, and empty MT and gregarious Greg and hilarious Larry and row row row your boat (Rose) and victorious Vicki and Lou the loser.
Yanni, Enya, and Kanye in NY
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