joystick
Bluelighter
Using only "words" of course, which is also not coincidentally, the topic of this particular and grossly underutilized forum of bluelight.
Use the verbose, so-called Southern Gothic writing style of William Faulkner (prose, that is) to make your lyricisms seem completely obscure and totally opaque to Neanderthals or dumb, cute, blond 19 year old white boys with entry level, dead end jobs and their infamous, warm, young, hard, fit, virile, cylindrical, erect, protuberant, purple-helmented, forcefully blossoming, eagerly self-levitating--shall we euphemistically say--'joysticks' and their tan, supple, bulging biceps, both areas practically begging to be rubbed the right way--back and forth, over and over--with a firm, steady grip of a skilled hand combined with some hot body oils, if not outright sucked dry, either by some nubile young girl or anyone at all, really, such as by Zeus, Apollo, Hercules, their favorite work out buddy or James Dean for instance. Hey, unbridled male homosexual activity happens the world over at certain times in humans and in dozens of other, mostly mammalian, animal species, so get used to it.
Anyway, here is my first entry, entitled "Paradoxical Ode to Methamphetamine followed by Kind Bud":
"There is no sweeter taste than the bitter burn and irritating, chemical drip of 500 mg of methamphetamine hydrochloride in one's nasal passages and sinuses, and finally its inexorable diffusion into one's soft, gooey central nervous system tissue itself, nor does there exist a more ice cold aroma than pure crystal's faint, white smoke as you gently exhale its exquisite, pure warmth over blackened aluminum foil surreptitiously in your sister's bathroom, carefully and with great pride--with no regard for the fact that aluminum plaques are found in the post mortem brain tissue samples of those who died while having advanced senile dementia of organic etiology.
"After all, correlation never necessarily indicates causation; knowing why any event occurs is outside our ken of knowledge. Simple observation shall suffice as it must; God in His atman form is both non-invasive and non-judgemental. Experience shall be our spiritual guide through the myriad, labyrinthical, and highly famed 'Doors of Perception' and the forbidden, physical molecular keys which unlock their prismatic designs, dimensional warps, and one way trap doors (which as Radiohead's album, "Amnesiac," states you 'can never come back from').
"When TIME TIME (which is read "time after time") or, alternatively,
TIME
TIME,
(which is read "time over time") has come to pass, all the Doors shall become unlocked and the fabled Gordian knot of life's existence will no longer exist, only the "pure, bright white that I'm under, no wonder I look so sunburned" (see Eminem) will permeate the ether in the glorious warmth of the omnipresent, energetically quantized and ruthlessly relentless thermonuclear radiation that is the energy of God which will on that day (in what George Orwell describes in his masterpiece, _1984_, as "the place where there is no darkness") will obliterate all darkness and on that "someday, we shall be as one" (see The Beastie Boys)--excerpts from my (pseudonym: AMP) book in progress, "Crystal Methodology is the Chi of Our Tao."
See also,
DRIVE
DRIVE
&
KILL
KILL.
Also, read an entire medical terminological dictionary before bed at night to increase your knowlegde of as many forms of jargon as possible. (Other forms or jargon include scientific, philosophical, and literary -nomers.)
Finally, obtain some one hit wonder, sinsemilla _cannabis sativa_ crossed with _cannabis indica_ and smoke three bowls of it by yourself to max out your hedonistic, N-methylamphetamine fueled joyride. If you get caught with any ganja, make sure you have less than 28 grams and claim that the marijuana is for purely medical purposes, which it is.
WEGALIZE LEED
* * *
"Whether Jew or Gentile, I rank top percentile."--Lauryn Hill of The Fugees on "The Score."
"Nothing beats the truth."--inscription made by Casey of ATL, GA.
Use the verbose, so-called Southern Gothic writing style of William Faulkner (prose, that is) to make your lyricisms seem completely obscure and totally opaque to Neanderthals or dumb, cute, blond 19 year old white boys with entry level, dead end jobs and their infamous, warm, young, hard, fit, virile, cylindrical, erect, protuberant, purple-helmented, forcefully blossoming, eagerly self-levitating--shall we euphemistically say--'joysticks' and their tan, supple, bulging biceps, both areas practically begging to be rubbed the right way--back and forth, over and over--with a firm, steady grip of a skilled hand combined with some hot body oils, if not outright sucked dry, either by some nubile young girl or anyone at all, really, such as by Zeus, Apollo, Hercules, their favorite work out buddy or James Dean for instance. Hey, unbridled male homosexual activity happens the world over at certain times in humans and in dozens of other, mostly mammalian, animal species, so get used to it.
Anyway, here is my first entry, entitled "Paradoxical Ode to Methamphetamine followed by Kind Bud":
"There is no sweeter taste than the bitter burn and irritating, chemical drip of 500 mg of methamphetamine hydrochloride in one's nasal passages and sinuses, and finally its inexorable diffusion into one's soft, gooey central nervous system tissue itself, nor does there exist a more ice cold aroma than pure crystal's faint, white smoke as you gently exhale its exquisite, pure warmth over blackened aluminum foil surreptitiously in your sister's bathroom, carefully and with great pride--with no regard for the fact that aluminum plaques are found in the post mortem brain tissue samples of those who died while having advanced senile dementia of organic etiology.
"After all, correlation never necessarily indicates causation; knowing why any event occurs is outside our ken of knowledge. Simple observation shall suffice as it must; God in His atman form is both non-invasive and non-judgemental. Experience shall be our spiritual guide through the myriad, labyrinthical, and highly famed 'Doors of Perception' and the forbidden, physical molecular keys which unlock their prismatic designs, dimensional warps, and one way trap doors (which as Radiohead's album, "Amnesiac," states you 'can never come back from').
"When TIME TIME (which is read "time after time") or, alternatively,
TIME
TIME,
(which is read "time over time") has come to pass, all the Doors shall become unlocked and the fabled Gordian knot of life's existence will no longer exist, only the "pure, bright white that I'm under, no wonder I look so sunburned" (see Eminem) will permeate the ether in the glorious warmth of the omnipresent, energetically quantized and ruthlessly relentless thermonuclear radiation that is the energy of God which will on that day (in what George Orwell describes in his masterpiece, _1984_, as "the place where there is no darkness") will obliterate all darkness and on that "someday, we shall be as one" (see The Beastie Boys)--excerpts from my (pseudonym: AMP) book in progress, "Crystal Methodology is the Chi of Our Tao."
See also,
DRIVE
DRIVE
&
KILL
KILL.
Also, read an entire medical terminological dictionary before bed at night to increase your knowlegde of as many forms of jargon as possible. (Other forms or jargon include scientific, philosophical, and literary -nomers.)
Finally, obtain some one hit wonder, sinsemilla _cannabis sativa_ crossed with _cannabis indica_ and smoke three bowls of it by yourself to max out your hedonistic, N-methylamphetamine fueled joyride. If you get caught with any ganja, make sure you have less than 28 grams and claim that the marijuana is for purely medical purposes, which it is.
WEGALIZE LEED
* * *
"Whether Jew or Gentile, I rank top percentile."--Lauryn Hill of The Fugees on "The Score."
"Nothing beats the truth."--inscription made by Casey of ATL, GA.
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