Sharons post has given me a reason to also write what I havent written in order to summarize what is and has been. Mostly nothing. Its unfortunate. But if theres little going on, the brain cant help but make everything crank around.
I came home this weekend for the first time in a month. I wanted to make-out with Korie and Sharon I was so happy to see them. Mostly I just wanted it to be us, and Mikers and Rox and Jon outside somewhere summer-style, zoning and loving. Mikers is so big! Its like hes grown into a taller, darker maner man of himself. And Rox is still Rox, with her lovliness and fucking hilarious honesty. Of course this little Korie, who is the same and needs me like I need her. We loved, but not enough. And Sharon. Dude Sharon loves. But keep loving Sharon cuz that makes you Sharon.
You're my best friends you know
Jeremey and I watched a movie last night, I forget what it was called. He said it would be best if we were frying or just super lit, but lack of is all we gots. So we watched it and it was intense. Crazy colors, and ridiculous worldy insight. The basic message was that there is no real life and then dreams, your whole life is a dream, jut people learn things from other people simply by thinking it and the rules of government and people just kind of got stuck in our heads in this part of the dream. The other part is the free part, where anything can happen and if you try hard enough you can control it.
When we still had the batcave i used to sometimes look around and think how fucking amazing the whole thing was. Like something out of a movie. Every Friday and Saturday night, without question get your shit and head down to the cave. Good music and Jons cigarettes and that shitty ass blue tempo pulling up. Fumbling for keys and then walking down that fucking tiny ass hallway, walking past doors as they each spewed out different laughs and different music. And then Corinne would come, and Beavey, and there would be long jams, and screaming over them. And the amount of ganj passed over and over and over again until it was time to go. Dude fucking amazing. There were a few times where I zoned out and just stared at the little room and what was going on around me, and it occurred to me that I may just be in a re-occuring dream. The shit was exactly the same every weekend- maybe different drinks, the lack or addition of people, and danker ganj but still the same thing. Dude we GAGGED at the cave. We got watsed at the cave. We loved at the cave and sexed at the cave. One time Shelly sat us all down and we had a love circle and deep conversed at the cave.
And I got to show up at the cave with a thing of jack with Bast's guitar on my shoulder. And I got to leave with less than half a pack of parliaments and a horny Bast.
Dude- we love.
Korie- First time I fucking met you your face was puffed out, eyes squinty as shit lit up on mad opium. Sharon you fucking squeezed me right away dude, and then you guys came back the next night, and then next and the next. And then we became lovers and when we werent caving we were at kories.
We are mad lovers.
Thats fucking right we are all fucking mad ass lovers. And Sharon dude this shit will end and if it doesnt itll be shitty with korie dude in you guys's HOME. and shitty with your love in your home is NEVER as shitty as shitty by yourself somewhere else. Dude and Mikers is always gonna be Mikers and go from person to person to find the love he needs but dude- he'll be back, cuz he always comes back. With his lanky ass arms and legs and cute ass smirk. And Roxers, dude roxy knows so much shit dude she realizes more about so much shit than like anybody its fucking ridiculous. And Jons coming home! Hes gonna be home in a little more than a month. And Jon is a lover.
ITS A GRAVE MISTAKE, ANY TIME I LEAVE YOU.
How do we do it? We love.