Monday, September 18, 2006

The Big Hole - Life is a Cabaret

Wearing headphones and listening to your private tunes and nodding silently in agreement with much intensity in some techno trance. I like that big colorful hole (reminding me of the Cabaret that only I can see with feather boas choking my airways) when I fall into other private pleasures of enjoying a good tune as good as eating a falafel. Yummy, I seem to bounce off the wall and I love it and I cannot help it. London is burning up and now cooling off. It is simple, apply some Johnson’s baby powder to the areas affected and smooth it out. Or alternatively you can do as I did, get on the podium in a hot club and lip sync to the words " If you could read my mind OH , wonder what my thoughts would tell ?"

You see it takes a special will of a friend to tell you what is going right or wrong or rather what is regressing and what is progressing. To inspect your life and to mentally expand your existence on this place and continent. To give you an honest compelling feedback and to help you sooth the tears over the Old Street tube station in the chilly wind. To the words of Dr Phil (Snap your fingers) and Tell it like it is! Preach on Sista, Tell me which part of my life is shit cause too many people tell me it is good. Don’t get me wrong it is not that I don’t like to be flattered. In fact , it gets you everywhere but you know you have to beware when you get someone refusing to crawl outta your ass. It is your enemies or your true friends who are willing to give you the real slice of life and the truth of the matter. Look I don’t want to rain on your parade but when was the last time someone said something so compelling and hard to swallow hard about yourself that you deny vehemently but deep inside you know it is true (not counting moms) Now that is something that is priceless. If you want someone to tell you what you want to hear then I am afraid that a real friend aint going to do that. Now that is a real helluva buddy. Take a walk on the wild side; accept only truth and authenticity and nothing less. Life is splashed with many choices of super duper cool / fool friends, soulless malls, reptilian clubs, superfluous social life, humble sandwich bars and over priced fake ass cocktail drinks. You don’t need high maintenance fake ass meaning chatter and ultimately clutter in your life posing as friends when their proof of existence is sucking your very vein of life. Vampire Friends. If you look under the Ultra Violet lights, careful now you can see the evil glint in their shinny golden tooth hidden away by their lifeless gums. People are getting more and more pampered by the mighty Internet but sometimes choices are constant patterns. People tend to prefer convenient routes in their life’s and never walking far from the safe promenades of the carefully bush trimmed pavements, Internet dating, you will be surprised that some still think that it is for the desperate and horny. That it is a deep dark world and only the shameless will dare go forth without life insurance. Surf through sites and even sadder are peeps explaining with lame ass heard it all before line; I am here because I am curious and just up for a laugh. My ass! Do you hear it laughing all the way to the virtual highway? If I have to do a jumping jack for one of theses comments I see, I will drop more than 50 percent of my weight like in the next 5 days. The point is my friend. You may not want to admit what you truly want but shouldn’t you at least consider? Who are we hiding from? What are we so embarrassed about? We all do sometimes get a little desperate and then pretend that we are uber cool whilst all this tragic time we are cracking faster than a bad sore on your stiff upper lips in the cool harsh winter of your own extreme prison in the mind. Direction for Big Game hunters, Tell it like it is, Dogs have guts and Cats fluff around. Spot the difference and which is it going to be? All I am saying is that you can think about a more original way of expressing your mixed feelings about the Internet dating engine. Dark habits? No… just moving along with the times and getting up to speed and looking around. Well many may just smirk and grimace when asked but actually they have a life on line that is luminous and extraordinary and worth a mention at least.
Alrite, there you go judging me again. Of course not! I don’t, absolutely not? What kind of a low life boring creepy old fart do you think I am .Not with a single click of my chimney chin chin. I don’t. Wow, What a Cabaret ! I am putting on my headphones again and getting lost into Da big hole. Laterz

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