Noviembre 28, 2003
TheDiscourse is a reluctant hijacker

Right, so about two weeks ago I was talking to King and told him that writing responses to blogs was, like, the only thing in the world that mattered to me anymore. Miserable. Anyway, he was saying how he doesn't have time or a sufficient level of interest to post here regularly and that I'd actually be doing him a favour if I contributed now and again. That was two weeks ago. But, after the drought, the deluge.

Posted by at Noviembre 28, 2003 11:26 AM

Et après le deluge, c'est leDiscours?

Posted by: derek on Noviembre 30, 2003 01:47 PM .

That's sort of implied. Right?

Posted by: TheDiscourse on Noviembre 30, 2003 03:02 PM .


Posted by: derek on Noviembre 30, 2003 08:39 PM .

So posting makes you feel good about yourself does it? Do you find yourself alone wanting and willing to unleash? Its amazing how the words, ideas, and flow come so eloquently in these times of dispair. I myself can relate. These days I am engrossed in some desolate and deluded world and finding it hard to get out. The writing helps clear the head and express the necessary. I say go with it.

Posted by: Monster on Diciembre 1, 2003 07:19 PM .

I feel you Monster. I myself am trapped in some kind of expression limbo. I think of things to write, say and do and then stop myself from doing them for one reason or another. I'm staring into the center of a rose that was left on my car last Thursday -- anonymously. It's as healthy as it is ever going to be and it really is a beautiful thing. It's incredible the way the petals form a soft red vortex, and it does smell wonderful. Discourse, thanks for writing here. I think your writing is excellent, and it inspires me to become better at it. Monster, I'd love to read some of your desolate delusions, however I understand that if you're like me, you may not be keen to publicize them. Still, thank the Master of the Universe for writing, and it's theraputic value. I think I'm gonna go hang out over at free and try to work some shit out.

Posted by: king on Diciembre 2, 2003 04:23 PM .

Fitting is the word discourse in you response I thought. Rhymes with intercourse or does it? Regardless, that is what I have been doing. I am entitled I think to a mild comliment towards myself on this I think. Its late, I'm wide awake, as well as now being back to my sober state. Drinks this early evening sunk little old me into deep thoughts and a full bladder. Luckily and rarely I might add, the words rolled off the tongue like that of a brand new Freestar rolling off the production line at our local Ford plant. It was beautiful, sexy even if I may. Not to confuse you the reader referring to my ability to speak and express not my sexual activity this evening. Now the fun has since departed and I find myself alone with so much to say. When in doubt write it the fuck down. A rose you say? Sultry that. Where was the car parked? Nice feeling knowing yet wondering that somebody is thinking about you eh? Hell a rose would hint at something a little more than thinking about you. Well done. Write King, you be good at that shit. Only problem with you is you are too goddamn unorganized, or busy as you might refer to it, to write the way you can and should. You have the abillity to raise words, thoughts, or ideas off the page for the reader. Its oh so butter sweet when you do. Me, well I dont know about my writing. I mean sure its fun, stimulating, and a great way to blow off things but I just dont know. Desolute delusions you say? Sort of feel here those think tank tales should be buried and forgotten. Bury that bitch completely like it never fucking occured. Dark me=honesty=dark thoughts=dark writing. You write what you feel, you feel what is. I have let that gazelle go. You understand I have a feeling. Not running with that gazelle, sorry dude. Thats all, work is on the way quickly. Must bed down. Chow for a short short while.

Posted by: Monster on Diciembre 4, 2003 04:09 AM .

Monsters sure go to bed late. You must be feeling wonderful today. Nevertheless, thanks for the scribbles Monster. That was some good shit. Dark me=honesty=dark thoughts=dark writing is a fabulous title for someone's autobiography -- maybe yours somewhere down the road?

Posted by: king on Diciembre 4, 2003 02:37 PM .

Dont really think so my friend, as that would pretty much sum it all up in one foul swoop. Anything more, could and probably would end up sounding rather redundant.

Posted by: Monster on Diciembre 8, 2003 01:10 AM .
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