Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Excerpt From This Was Not Supposed To Be An All-Night Thing By Mike G

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All of my tests yielded the same results.
The Tilting My Hand At Slightly Different Angles test.
The Dropping Tiny Pieces Of Litter From Various Heights test.
The Staring Into My Lighter For 15 Minutes test.
They all proved the same thing.
That the air around me was not moving.
Not in any substantial way at least.
This meant that the sound I was hearing, the sound of strong winds howling through a large pile of wet animal bones, was entirely in my head and that I was still very much on mushrooms.
It took me two hours to do those tests.
This was not supposed to be an all-night thing.

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