Abducted by aliens???
Posted on | March 17, 2010 | Comments Off
Ok, enough of the third person crap and poor attempts at imagery and cryptic content. The truth is, I’d like to believe my mind has been taken over by something not of this earth. I am suffering from “memory bursts” as if my mind is a chest of drawers that someone is randomly digging through, tossing things out that have been packed away a good long time. Not all of the memories are complete, like moth eaten sweaters, there are holes, which I do try and sew up, but alter to suit me. (Am I starting with the whole imagery thing again? Geez, I cannot stop can I?)
So, not of this earth you ask? (you are wondering, aren’t you?) Perhaps I want my life to be more interesting than it really is. Some simply call me dramatic. I’d give up every bit of it to understand what the hell is going on in there (my head) and to know who I really am. Seriously though, my head is spinning with memories and thoughts and ideas and yeah. I’m kinda done with it all and want to move on to a blissful state of happiness as shown to be attainable in one of my recently aquired self help books.
See, I’m in denial obviously, so I must blame alien technology for this latest blustery mess in my head. Or, maybe something sinister happened that night I spent in the hospital back in December. You never know what the hell is in those IV bags. I could have been given some nanobots intravenously which are now wreaking havoc in my head. I just picture the little guys floating around, trying to catalog the mess in there. One of them I even picture in a perfectly tailored three piece suit. I’ll call that one Ianto.
We NEED MISERY in our lives. If for nothing else, to make the beautiful things, the really spectacular things, that much more special. I felt the need to clarify that for some reason, right now. Sorry for the interuption.
If some alien wants to sift around in my head to figure me out, so be it. Just as long as I’m given a full report when the mission is completed. I’d really love to know who I am. Hmm, I keep saying that. I’m in crisis.
So, to the “NOT THERE” that I’m writing to, (Credit to Stephen King for the aforementioned in quotes) please hang on because this ride is going to get a little crazier. I’m on a mission…to boldly go….wait…that’s not it. Let’s just say I’m scribbling on my little piece of the internet right now. The whole damn world’s falling apart anyway. This may be my greatest work of art yet…
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