Monday, February 8, 2010

memoirs of a madman day 137

i wake up from a heavy sleep that feels like i maybe died and am now rising from the dead. the pool of drugs laying out is looking more like abstract art and i realize i can't even remember which ones i did last night. i have something written on my arm in what looks to be latin and i have on one shoe, underwear i don't recognize and a beanie. i must have been cold last night. i attempt to stand but fall hard on my knees. i feel nothing. this does not surprise me. my second attempt goes much better than my first and i am on my feet. the apartment smells like a horse. i feel like a centaur. I open the blinds and shutter in fear as i see that the sky has begun to fall. i step back to try and gather my thoughts. how could i let this happen!? how long have i been dead?! am i even alive?! maybe the sky hasn't fallen at all. maybe im a giant? surely its just as good an option as the sky falling. I step back to my window and touch the glass and it bends where i press and it feels like ice. i look at my hand in amazement as my own hand begins to turn to ice. i pull it off quickly and shake off the ice. "Good thinking" i tell myself. And its at that moment in time i realize i can trust no one. The world has turned and left me here, i am on my own. i look down at my hoof feet and raise my head high, the gods are challenging me and i will answer.

memoirs of a madman day 136

The walls of my apartment close in on me fast and heavy, like my breath. They bend and break and steal my air. They bleed the dull white blood of the unicorns i brutally murdered to paint them with. My head swims with drunken fish, eating away at my brain until i loose motor function and cohesive thought. I will be dead soon. I will be dead soon. Iwi ll be deed snoon. Iwillb edea dsoo n. iwlbdadson...
The walls are trying to crush me and they wait for me to turn my back on them. i am helpless to their attacks. They are full of vengeance and fury for they are out for revenge for the holes i put in them and their friends. I plead for mercy. I plea for mercy, i pray for mercy to no one at all. I ask for forgiveness, but they hear nothing of it. It is time to face my destiney, to accept my fate.
Eaten alive by my own apartment. I will be remember forever for what has happened here today and my greatness and for what i accomplished here in this god forsaken place. Take me death, if you dare, i am ready...