Abstorisms

Ignore:
All urges to make your daily experience “timeless” in some attempt to negate the mundane.

Welcome:
All metaphors, both stupid and far-fetched.

Always Be:
Cryptic whenever you feel it.

See Also:
That summer, when time did that cliché thing and “stopped” and there seemed to be no way to keep us from getting our wheelbarrows into that rut, you know, with the beer, the food, etc. That crappy 3 a.m. feeling, when you have 4 entire hours to be awake before the alarm goes off, before you find yourself on the boat at work: Hey guys, sorry if I’m acting strange, but are we moving? I can’t seem to shake the feeling that we’re moving. Is it just me? Now it all makes sense. Every setting feels the same, at-work-in-the-bathroom-buying-groceries, happening all at the same time, because you’re still on the goddamned boat. It was the summer that never stopped floating out into the middle of the lake.Shouldn’t we put an anchor down? It’s going to take a while to get back.

Sometimes:
It is rewarding to speak in a wretched kind of dirty, abstract language. You never know, you could find that a cult is following you, even in your most giddy 4 a.m. moments. They’ll jot down the abstract aphorisms (abstorisms) that fall from your lips just as the valerian root starts to soften your tongue.

Unfortunately:
Sooner rather than later the cult will disperse.

Because:
It will begin to rain, they’ll get hungry, your wit will hath runneth out & over the bathtub “of their minds.”

Oh well:
It was a good run. Amused yourself and others, so god bless American.

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