still living with the dead [for kurt vonnegut]

we talk to them. we write them. we know they are gone. ghost pain is an itchy finger on a severed arm. but how does this effect us? how is it there even though they are gone?

2006-2007 was a banner mark year for close friends and family moving on to that crazy disco tech in the sky. ok so some were into blues, and a few liked hardcore, but either way, i can't stop wondering if the cover is really worth it. did they really all go to a place where they can just enjoy themselves and be who they want to be?

wouldn't that be nice. whiskey and a harp, standing bass and guitar, and the whole band wears towels over their halos to keep from ruining the moodlighting. i bet no one is more down than an angel. every one expects the power of god all the time. hearing them practice would be like catching superman shoplifting a hotdog. on security camera. that's probably why they do it underground. the devil tells no secrets.

and i bet john travolta learned his moves from michael. word on the streets is hitler knows how to breakdance. just another useless talent that escaped the history books. by the time the historians got to him he was destroying train sets and beating off to patsey cline.

there is word being passed from eye to eye at The Cloud over east berlin that red skelton was in it for the money. but central control at mount olympus knows the truth. and by the way, hermes does have herpes. but the release of that news story was, in fact, a coverup. if you're listening out there, and you know who you are, that card did say ace of deuces, and technically, you one twice. get that man to pay up now and go buy that house in crete. you've earned it. you and your one-eyed fisherman, and his dog. might i reccomend somewhere on the eastern end, you'll like that.

as for the rest of you, go back to central america. that's where you belong. i will join you soon, that's where i belong too. but first i have a few things i need to take care of.

signing off,
the greatest mind in the world