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my mental lifes' like a house on a broken street in a crap suburb in an even crappier little backward ghost-town beyond the limit of the maps!
...there are other houses on my broken mental street and dare I ever venture beyond the front gate and visit the psychos that hover and worm around in their own little beat up homes right next door and just over the way...don't even climb that fence I say! anyway!! enough with the riddles!... been on a higher dose of pills lately, seem to be levelling me out somewhat despite being borderline toxic at least I'm not catching fire in the shower! (for those who don't know chemistry?.. sodium ignites in contact with water, I take sodium valproate, just an inside joke between me and the doc) ..better still I have not had alcohol in 3 weeks and for those that understand the relationship between excessive booze and severe BP episodes... that's a handy way to be. but I still got this cerebral murder squad on standby, psycho demons at the ready... who never understood rational...or feasible reality and never will. my neighbour puts on his music and I instantly want to get off my face so off my face I wont be needing my head anymore! I can taste the bitter adrenaline as it performs osmotic acrobatics in my mouth at the imagination of drinking today and kicking off a full tilt manic episode! I am so sensitive to outside stimulations and there are many more psycho residents on my mental street than I can ever tell while I'm safe inside and even though they don't hide. ...I can't stop them from visiting me and they insist I'm missing out on all the fun. here's some cool song lyrics! (Peter Gabriel)... if I listen to it today I could flip out! that's how my BP works so I better do something else and just read them instead. Shock the monkey to life Shock the monkey to life Cover me when I run Cover me through the fire Something knocked me out' the trees Now I'm on my knees Cover me, darling please Monkey, monkey, monkey Don't you know when you're going to shock the monkey Fox the fox Rat the rat You can ape the ape I know about that There is one thing you must be sure of I can't take any more Darling, don't you monkey with the monkey Monkey, monkey, monkey Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey Wheels keep turning Something's burning Don't like it but I guess I'm learning |
![]() BlueInanna, ~Christina
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![]() BlueInanna, ~Christina
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Like that song and Peter Gabriel. Never knew the lyrics though - thought it was Shock the monkey tonight, lol... derrrr... not that i knew what that meant, still dont, but would sing and dance along to whatever. I feel so dumb sometimes.
At any rate I'm very happy to see you, was about to msg you. ![]() |
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that's completely dis-illusioned for 31 years! hehe ![]() but curiously it somehow gave the monkey more meaning to me.. you know like believing it had stuff to do at different times of the day. ...hmmm..."hey has the monkey finished his mid-afternoon activities Stewey?"... ..."well yeah Samantha, monkeys all finished up for now... he'll be all ready for later tonite...when we're gonna shock that little bugger!" geez you think you're dumb?.. I think I bloody nutso! ![]() we a couple of dumb nuts! ![]() |
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Lol, i think i thought it was some sort of dance "shock the monkey" likie you should make like you're having a seizure, or jump up and down fast ... awww the 80's....
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