Thursday, November 13, 2008

I dragged you up the stairs And I told you to fly You were flapping your arms You started to cry

Eddie Vedder once lamented 'O O O O I'm Still Alive,' after staying up 3 days then going for a surf. Living on the fringes some people call it, its where all the action happens, and the closer you can stay to that the more eventful your life is, or at least that's what you think.

There are times when you're a walking zombie, when night and day blurs together, when thoughts run unbridled, unfiltered and somewhat coherent. I'd imagine like peyote without peyote.

What are the fringes of conventional life? Are there fringes? Or is it something you have to search for?

Times like these, I'm waiting for the 'Knock Knock Robert, The Matrix has you....'

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