Dialogue of Nothing
I don't feel like 'Streaming' this Sunday. I really don't have anything to say. Whaddya mean? You're so full of shit... 'Don't feel like it,' ... what
the hell does that mean?
You know... 'I don't feel like it...' What's so hard to understand?
You mean to tell me that you've got nothing, nothing... to get off your mind?
Yeah... nothing, nada, no thing.
Sounds like bullshit to me... you love to stand on your pulpit and preach. I know...
Yeah, yeah... I've heard that before...
I know that you're holdin' back... somethin'.
What the hell you talkin' about?
You're just somewhere else, dude... you're not in the now...
That's true... I'm not 'now-ing'... zip, bip, slip, trip... zee-fuckin'-ro...
Tell me more.
Well, since you insist... I do have somethin' to bullshit about....
Yeah, I thought so.... What ya got?
Well, let me tell ya'... it's about 'nothing'... 'nothing' in particular....
Whaddya mean..?
I'm diggin' on 'nothing' right now...
Yeah... so what? You tryin' to say somethin'?
Dig it - I'm in to 'nothing', man... zero.... 'nothing'.
You're fucked up... or you're playin' with me....
Naw. Seriously... I'm not bullshittin' ya....
Yeah, sure...
No, man... I'm serious. To be 'nothing' is to complete 'something'... ya know?
No. I don't dig what your sayin', man...
Check this out. 'Something' is any thing...
Whoa! First your talkin' about being nothing... and now your tellin' me something is anything... What's up with that?
You're not listening.... As long as there is 'something' there has to be 'nothing'...
Stop... Stop..! You are too fuckin' much...
Wait, man... I'm tryin' to take you somewhere. Maybe you've never been there... perceptions, man... perceptions...
Percept this: 'Fuck you and your screwball theories ' Hear me?
Yeah, yeah.. I hear ya'... (dammit )
Look... you're a good dude. No problem. But sometimes... sometimes, you trip... and I fuckin' fall.
Whaddya mean by that?
Ahh hah. Gotcha! You don't dig what I'm sayin', and I don't dig what your sayin'.... it's what I'm sayin;....
I'm gettin' confused. It's late. I better get horizontal. It's time for a nap. i got up early this morning.
Maybe we can finish this tomorrow...
Yeah... we'll see... The body cries rest and the mind obeys.
Later...
Later...
Cecil
xvi deciembre mmvii
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