• ✍️ WORDS ✍️

    Welcome Guest!

  • Words Moderators: Shambles

the great "I AM"

Shucklak

Shucklak

Ex-Bluelighter
Joined
Dec 17, 2001
Messages
3,213
I eat and drink, i read books, i am typing this page, i shit and piss and bathe myself.

i hear music, i converse, i brush my teeth in the morning and ride the bus.

I have sex and wash the sheets and i take three advil when i have a headache.

i learn and forget and write and paint and i smoke marlboro reds.

i breathe.

i get angry i get sad i smile and i dont like any kind of soda.

i am 21 years old. someday i will die.

when i was born i was covered in blood and myconium fluid and my mother carried me inside her for months.

i have stuck needles in my arm and filled my body with chemicals and i have been beaten and robbed and i have drawn blood and robbed too.

i am an american and i eat at mcdonalds and i waste food and i bitch about the price of gasoline.

i am a young man, i want to love and be loved, i have loved and been loved.

i am some things i want to be, i am some things i dont want to be
i am some things that i dont know i am, and i am not some things that i think i am

really though, i have no idea who i am, where i am or what the hell i am doing.

i always get the feeling that just before i was born someone drove me hear, to the middle of nowhere and kicked me out of the car. i must have lost the map.

i am of this world and i see and hear and think in this world, and i taste the bitter ambosia of it.

i am not of this world, im a stranger in a strange land that is a copy of a copy of a copy into infinity. the original is locked in a filing cabinet in an abandoned tenament.

there are no prophets but me and i read gods thoughts on the back of a napkin that i found in a gutter on a rainy day. i forgot what it said, but i couldnt read it anyway, the ink had run.

the world is a metaphor and god is a joke, his creation is a dirty limerick. i wonder if hes laughing at us now, drinking tea with the devil on the back of a leaf that falls from a tree in central park. the devil is an agent of god, they say.

i say neither one exists, and the cosmic joke was that he created us all and then blinked out of existance. my laughter is the echo of his laughter and so is yours and so it will always be.

mathematics and poetry and stale cigar smoke are all the unfoldings of a single point that doesnt exist, and 2+2 = 5.

what am I?

i am a smattering of black paint on white canvas in a dark closet at midnight, and all the questions in the world have a single answer: what was the question again?
 
there are no prophets but me and i read gods thoughts on the back of a napkin that i found in a gutter on a rainy day. i forgot what it said, but i couldnt read it anyway, the ink had run.
Click to expand...

I think you have summed up life right there - I liked this piece!
 
Shucklak said:


i am of this world and i see and hear and think in this world, and i taste the bitter ambosia of it.

i am not of this world, im a stranger in a strange land that is a copy of a copy of a copy into infinity. the original is locked in a filing cabinet in an abandoned tenament.

there are no prophets but me and i read gods thoughts on the back of a napkin that i found in a gutter on a rainy day. i forgot what it said, but i couldnt read it anyway, the ink had run.

the world is a metaphor and god is a joke, his creation is a dirty limerick. i wonder if hes laughing at us now, drinking tea with the devil on the back of a leaf that falls from a tree in central park. the devil is an agent of god, they say.

i say neither one exists, and the cosmic joke was that he created us all and then blinked out of existance. my laughter is the echo of his laughter and so is yours and so it will always be.

mathematics and poetry and stale cigar smoke are all the unfoldings of a single point that doesnt exist, and 2+2 = 5.

what am I?

i am a smattering of black paint on white canvas in a dark closet at midnight, and all the questions in the world have a single answer: what was the question again?
Click to expand...

this is so raw! like a train of thought...

I too think this is brilliant..

this is going on my favorites...
 
And heres your sign

<Comments>

At first the title had me a little skeptical as to if indeed I wanted to jump right on in and give this a good read. It just reminded me to much of those old 80's flicks that always end in some kind of moral blah blah blah that makes you want to be a better person but really you’re just laughing in side that DAMN that was lame. Point being that despite my dislike for the tile I DID give it a good read. Truth be told at first it just seemed very simple; however as you continued to babble on your tangents became more abstract with a passion that seemed almost trite. I tasted this bitter sense of distained. I love distained. So of course I was happy I took the time give you a read. My favorite passage was.

i am some things i want to be, i am some things i dont want to be
i am some things that i dont know i am, and i am not some things that i think i am

really though, i have no idea who i am, where i am or what the hell i am doing.
Click to expand...

As well as the tid bit about God and the devil drinking it up on the back of a leaf in central park really got me. This is so Slam.

:\ :) ;) :D
 
Shucklak said:

i am a smattering of black paint on white canvas in a dark closet at midnight, and all the questions in the world have a single answer: what was the question again?
Click to expand...


So glad I clicked on words today... it's been awhile.

This was superb, I love the way it all flows together.

Damn good piece of writing I say =D
 
Originally posted by Shucklak
i always get the feeling that just before i was born someone drove me hear, to the middle of nowhere and kicked me out of the car. i must have lost the map.


very intriguing piece.
 
i always get the feeling that just before i was born someone drove me hear, to the middle of nowhere and kicked me out of the car. i must have lost the map.
---------------------------------------------------------------------

Creative and unique- I enjoyed it :)
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Top