Thanks that the usual style of my stuff random thoughts strung togetherin rapid fire ….Probally due to my extreme A.D.D.
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no more funny funny
No more funny funny…...................... Those where the last words my imigrant neighbor Claus ever muttered, After he was run down by the 1984 Cadillac Coup De’Ville on his way home from the news stand. This was nearly 18 years ago. And it feels like it was only yesterday. I swear one day I was 12 catching frogs at the Bradford College pond, Stopped blinked my eyes ,and in that milisecond I became a 30 yearold man. It would seem to me the years just fly by after the lost of a childs innocence. But I must admitt the longest three years of my life where from the age of 18-21 waiting to be able to cop liquor whenever one wanted too. After that it was all down hill. The years passing faster andd faster the older I get, Til perhaps they break the speed of light and poof your gone on to the next plain of existence…
No more funny funny These words still boggle my brain to this day…... As a boy of 12 , I couldn’t even phathom what Claus ment by this statement….. As the years have turned like pages in a book . I still contemplate the meaaning of Claus’s dying words…...
Maybe Claus was saying life is a joke , and for him the joke was over…..But in this day and age we really don’t have much to joke about. The thingss we do joke about ,Our things are the things that will throw the world as we know it straight in the toliet without a courtesy flush , Just toss us right in the bowl on top of that peice of steaming corn nibblet and peanut riddled shit in the porta potty of existence. Things like Global warming, Terrorism,dirty bombs, Nuclear winter via North Korea, The Bush administration ,OIl feilds, OPEC ,ENRON , Reality Tv ,Etc ETC…
The way we joke about this is the nervous way children joke when they’re in trouble deep. Just waiting for their father to get home and give them the ass whooping of all ass whoopings…. Now dear reader I fear the time is upoun us for our intergalactic cosmic ass whooping in the house of Karma….So get ready to pull down your pants and bendover and kiss your ass goodbye….....
No more funny funny….......... DEfinitely not Claus definitely not…........
I DON”T KNOW AND I DON”T CARE WORDS TO LIVE BY
As I sit here butt naked typing whatever this is, my balls hanging in the air like two sweaty orbs of destruction…........
Everything makes me think….................So there for I always am …..........
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Pumpernickel piss stained couch
sitting in the corner of squalor
drunken sailors
singing tails of valor
velour crush smoking jacket
tugging on a nuns halbit
as headache vision dances cross the television
blood red spot in the line dispenser
puking shards of nothingnesss
into the abyss
I seal this with a kiss
and a pennies worth of wish
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So on and ao forth I rage into the midst of the Gods of shit luck fuck truck….
Who dares spit in the eye of the King as he pisses in the wind .Who I say ,WHO dares…..........................
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adamirizarry reviewed Version 1 -
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i like the experiment you’re taking with form and function. it’s reminiscent of burroughs and ginsberg and them.
the thing you’re lacking here, and this is just my opinion, is that in the effort to just let go and rant and say fuck everything you do catch some inspired moments, but you let go a little too much and sometimes it suffers.
for instance:
So on and ao forth I rage into the midst of the Gods of shit luck fuck truck….
i think this line expressing your frustration is pretty uninteresting. i really believe that if you went back through this and took a stern hand to it you could pull in some areas that, well, are like just swinging haymakers. you’re not really connecting all the time, but when you do, you know, WHAMMO. it’s those times you miss i’d consider further.
i think if you went back through and worked intimately with the language, you could really have something, because in the midst of all the emotion i think that’s what got lost. and i think there’s something there worth digging out.
but that’s just me.
good luck finding a publisher.
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easywriter57 reviewed Version 1 -
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Did ya go into a dream at the end?
The first part is like a non-fiction tale of sadness on how life passes one by. I know..almost twice your age and life is quicker than the ruthless highway in Germany. No mor funny, funny is truer than you imagine. It is the real world and as one grows older…can take your words and put them to heart. I think you really have something here. Cut off the last part and get this into an anthology.
LockhartxXx reviewed Version 1 -
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you had me wanting to read this from the beginning- it kinda grabs out to u and pulls u in with its harsh angry…petulant words. its a stream of thoughts with what seems like little structure but does make sense if you re read it. the end was all messed up and i loved it- good stuff
sarielthrawn reviewed Version 1 -
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I loved this.
Even with the speling mistakes and yes there were a few.
What we need is more poignant ramblings from ones such as you.
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leap_of_faith87 reviewed Version 1 -
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Omg… first off those should have been two different entries because they really didnt have shit to do with the other.
Second… I dont even know where to start. U had many spelling and punctuation errors but I do understand the loss of punctuation kinda emphasizes certain parts, but I dont think thats the case here.
Im not sure that talking about your balls had any meaning or relation to the no funny funny. that part I liked until you hit the ‘as’ that lead to your balls.
Dumbfounded I am, but would have enjoyed those as two or even three seperate entries. For the most part they were good but still needed a little work…
alias72 reviewed Version 1 -
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You really have a gift with words. I really appreciate the contrast of your memories as a child – acknowledging this loss of innocence in witnessing something so traumatic – with the harder edged adult ramblings on the state of the world and things to come.
Serenity46 reviewed Version 1 -
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Another good strong writing with brilliant imagery , however I tend to agree that perhaps the last few lines certainly seemed to take a bit away from the rest of your work, they were a disappointment to me.”1.>bo8g086-9o7=(467p56340)=6135-q36o=(q.9)wh=mn,5n7= meaning of life
So on and ao forth I rage into the midst of the Gods of shit luck fuck truck….
Who dares spit in the eye of the King as he pisses in the wind .Who I say ,WHO dares…….......................
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Dont do this , even if trying to get your point across in another area, it ruined something I enjoyed.
Dont leave your readers feeling let down.
Stoogester reviewed Version 1 -
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This is a really interesting piece. The no more funny funny was a great hook. Was disappointed that it ended like a drunken ramble. In a way it mirrors the enormous sense of despair / hopelessness that comes across in this piece. Some strong metaphors. Some important points. Loved the ass whooping idea, the nervous laughter, is a powerful observation. The voice of the teller seems to jump around / one minute is like a story-teller trying to figure things out, then a Hicks-ian rant (aka Bill Hicks) but then turns a bit stale (now dear reader) and this threw me. A valid piece. Could do with re-working.
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