The Little Girl Who Looked In the Shadow

As the little girl peered into the shadow she decided there was more within it than what she saw, this was probably because she did not see anything. She concluded that in the nothing of the shadow lay a great truth. That might have been true, but even if it was, she did not see it. She saw this as a way to make herself more importance than she than she had been before. So the little girl fermented the truth and dyed it the color of the shadow. She wrote it in her diaries; she wore it on her clothes. She painted it beneath her eyes and felt it in her soul. Soon the truth she though she saw stained everything around her, but in ways no one else could see. She found this to be very strange, for this truth became her world. To her no other truth mattered, though it was the only truth she saw. Were you to ask her today, what it was the shadow looked like, I doubt that she could say, let alone recall there ever even being a shadow into which she peered that day.

02/01/09

Mean Brother Nature

“Oh great, another horny hippy couple tripping into each others ‘soul’”

“Why does that kind of thing piss you off so much?” Says the bunny in response to its rapist’s comment

“Well,” says the monkey as it pushes the bunny’s head down and continues to thrust violently, “aside from the fact that their smell offends me, it’s the hypocrisy that gets me all riled up with irritable distain”.

“What hypocrisaaahy?”

“Well, the fact is, they both know why they chose to enter into these carnal Endeavour’s, yet they still fell the need to mask it beneath a fantastical spiritual discourse, and to add insult to injury, they lubricate their inhibitions with mind altering substances. They both know that, or at least hope that, in nine to ten months their will still only be two of them. Hence the entire act revolves around self satisfaction. Sure, they’re trying very hard to please their – hold still damn it, I’m trying to make a point – where was I? Oh yes, pleasure and hypocrisy. Why can’t these bastards just admit that they want each other for, if only fleeting, mutual gratification? All this bullshit around it pisses me off.”

“But that’s what makes them human,” says the bunny as the monkey ruptures its intestines.