- Gleegorp
- Miploop
- Zagrit
- Utizzy
- Pizza
Electric fence
At the ripe old age of ten earth years, this body on a dare peed on an electric fence powered by a 12v lantern batter. The wire of the fence is attached to the positive side while the ground is the negative.
A friend said, “I dare you to pee on the fence.” (keep in mind an electric fence pulses between neutral and zap.)
I knew the wire was dead between pulses so I said, “Okay, watch this.”
Proceeding with a finely tuned spray, I got fucking nuked. Zapped. Pulsed. I screamed.
The positive you say?
Well, I peed positively on a positive wire in a positive confident state of mind… and… I learned.
The positive take-away from this is 1. Don’t accept stupid challenges from stupid people. 2. Never pee on an electric fence even if the fence is unplugged.
Easy
Easy, book I would read over and over again is…
Easy, book I would read over and over again is…
Easy, book I would…
(Dementia does have some benefits as everything becomes new again)
And Agent Barton?
Fuck you.
Two answers
- Dying
2. Moving
Why?
Why would WordPress A.I. ask such a stupid question?
Morning rituals?
The first hour of the day? Why not the second hour? Why ask at all?
*
Okay, I can play.
The morning ritual I love to do is to suck the souls out of old people dying in a nursing home. It is a blessing and not a curse. Those old people are miserable and dying so sucking the souls out of them bring them instant relief.
Don’t believe me? Okay. My morning ritual is to sacrifice one viable planet in the Universe each ‘day’ in the name of progress. All hail progress!
Still not believable? Well then, my morning ritual and first hour involves taking a huge shit. You know, the kind where the turd is over 12″ long. So long I give the turd a name such as, Biden junior…
Crude? Sick?
What exactly would A.I. of Wordypress want to hear? That I give thanks to God? That I try for one hour to figure out what dimension I’m currently in?
Let me ask you a question WordPress. What would you do if I enter your servers/mainframe and install a ‘bug’ so bad you’d wish you sucked souls out of old dying people in a nursing home?
Cake and ice cream. Sooooo good. It unlocks the mind. Frees the soul. Destroys a planet. Ends up in a big turd named, Barney and feeds the bug to corrupt human knowledge.
“Whee!”
Infinity
Infinity is and the result is infinity junior
Daily writing prompt
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
themselves…
or
maybe,
the fact the God does indeed loves them even if they are sorry excuses for a creation.
To never have to wish, want, desire, or hope for anything ever again. Thus being perfectly happy.
A want
is usurped by need
(sneaky little bastard)
yes, to have ink and skin when already imprinted with the magic of life
indeed…
what if i told you about a tattoo of greed?
one where many flee to?
flaunting desire and passion
gripped by feelings themselves bound tightly in chains.
(sipping more brandy in a pure lead class filled with ice)
Mankind muddles with ideas and artistic folly; beauty?
maybe to sober eyes or horrors of nightmare dreams.
There is a tattoo dancing upon the hand. Changing with dragons breath and the fairies piss of deceit…
(sipping)
there…did you feel the colors?
Swept into a bin of black and white only to embrace once more the untold numbers of color and life.
Dance children; sing with voices with untold pictures come to life.
Do you now see my tattoo?
Life.
Life.
Life.
Forever and ever more.
(ahhhh….)
once again i have a hold and hold the glimpse of hope.
Robin Lipinski 