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|| -------- -- ----- A E R I E O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- SUPERIOR CLASSIC--OVERLOOK -------- || Superior || -------- (Cup SUsc, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = || 001 || 002 || 003 || 004 || 005 || 006 || 007 || 008 || 009 || 010 || 011 || 012 || 013 || 014 || 015 || 016 || 017 || 018 || 019 || 020 || 021 || 022 || 023 || 024 || The Superior Classic Archive is divided into Vestibules. The listings below includes sample Superiors to give you some idea of what's in store for you. ------------------- Superior Vestibule One 1-31 ----------- SUPERIOR 6 Lazy day and odd sun. Nine little pebbles remote in a vast deserted parking lot huddle together, speaking in relaxed whispers, having a little meeting. The clouds come. Thunder the darkening sky. Air the prime raindrops blossom forth in deluge collapsing onto the pavement. And the nine little pebbles have a little drink. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Two 32-61 ----------- SUPERIOR 53 Under the way, a friendly odd place, where broken colorful glass is there, and a land of friends is there, and a land of animals. The rainy reality system's gift, a many-aspect question, for the bright kids of yestermore. Just a slant crossing, just a bare react-fashion, just the former three, or four if you prefer. I was never grouped under those who pretend, but here all is lost, Emma. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Three 62-91 ----------- SUPERIOR 77 Far, the drain stone lighten. Unlapretend and handy, the merely snapping concrete mantas in an a parking lot excite you. Porfore, I salute the pink glass of Diane for a yes happy two hour. How'd it crash, that bright hypercycle of loony. How'd it crash--I'd been away, I'd say, I'd been rotten. So stand lightly the porch and fail to fresh-cut grass and fail to helicopter. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Four 92-122 ----------- SUPERIOR 113 Paint your life with such blind flair on a canvas of nothingness. Seek justice and tons of pleasure, the prison of imagination. See the city in a different way than most, apart and aloof, going somewhere. Never understand the value of convention, inside your washing machine spirit. Right now there's so much to stimulate you. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Five 123-152 ----------- SUPERIOR 125 I'm on Tabasco and she's on codeine. Sometimes on cable I flip past a rodeo. Ten minutes ahead of travel. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Six 153-182 ----------- SUPERIOR 157 Cough drops are smooth, the power to go on. You're a girl and your cousin is a girl. I am night time, amber light, amber night. Let it all go. Cool in the darkness. You fool. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Seven 183-213 ----------- SUPERIOR 194 Thinking walhoe the of sodium chopstick the girl who lost her eyebrows and her date. Can do, slow auto junk corner, hot and super innuendo. Those cheeks, those jeans, gimme somma you Charlotte. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Eight 214-243 ----------- SUPERIOR 236 I am a wristwatch made of mist. Commanda Royal Blue, the cinnamon backlash affair. Junction, the mystery of the man made of milk. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Nine 244-273 ----------- SUPERIOR 248 Dollcity. Please corrode a marble cylinder for Hatchie the dame. For urly miztarot honeys, give'em sweet candies. Dream, be where the flowers and jewels are, among the baffled girls. They do something you. If you're strong enough, you can love them. If you're cool enough, you don't have to be afraid. Think of the fuckers who lose their marbles and wind up bitter and full of hate, too late to forge themselves into real men. Pity them. You're a locomotive. You're Dollcity jollity. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Ten 274-304 ----------- SUPERIOR 289 Nightmare Chablis Rough Girls. Fuckin' hot hippie psycho. Das Damncover/The Damncover. Saccharon--sweet boat of the dead guy. He eats Vietnam peas. Teenage Ringleader. Standing with a backpack or the guy's head. Standing by a windowby. Naked Girls, Basically. Flaky 30 something lady hyper over a new technology. It's an ornery little bird, but look at the way it bites. Shooting symbols in the air out the back of an airplane with shaving cream. Burn the candy at both ends. I like The To Tawers by J. R. Token. I had this dear of the dawn. These Repeating Patterns. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Eleven 305-334 ----------- SUPERIOR 313 Hint of pepper in the air and she's finally with me. Today for adventure, tonight for sexual adventure. Why are there computer graphics in my thoughts? Dear home, I depart, and must hope you'll survive. You have a mundane life, not here, but at most a day out of a fortnight, like. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twelve 335-364 ----------- SUPERIOR 355 Mendel is isn't it. Imperial the Scout Lounge. Try motion and ski Neptuna. Financial and ethical skinny dipping do the kid. Matrimonial erase, indrenction. Dark storm campfire running, the mellow flicker, dark wave campfire strolling. Spokes. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Thirteen 365-395 ----------- SUPERIOR 386 Was I to be pure, experience raunchiness, to the pine tree area. Can there BE a jumpiness more altruistic--but I apologize--that may not mean anything. Checkerboards are a whole kind of occult life, I mean that. You are in a human body, and you like to huff and puff and blow the world apart sometimes. Do you want to return to the Primal Realm? Consider the smell of rice cooking. Why that? ------------------- Superior Vestibule Fourteen 396-425 ----------- SUPERIOR 402 Thor panther clothing, your feminine side with a baseball bat and a bottle of whiskey. When the bra strap goes loose, you know you're into the tit experience. Eye the clock at 2 PM, hours to go before you go home. You need a 2 PM where you're free as a psycho, causing trouble in amazing places. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Fifteen 426-455 ----------- SUPERIOR 445 * 1/4/96 A bright-eyed Danielle, and I'm drunk and the elevator operator. If she could only see the real me. The rock star, the novelist, the movie star. Sacrifice for one's relatives is called noble. For me, the sacrifices I have made have prevented me from attaining the stardom and riches I have the raw talent for. But they come to me--brothers, cousins, sisters, aunts--you name it. I should have thrown them all into the street, but no. I have abandoned my dreams to support bad lives and bad habits. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Sixteen 456-486 ----------- SUPERIOR 466 * 2/5/96 More on that in a minute. The beauty of shirt, am I avoiding my adulthood. Trying and crushing. It's for the birds. I am misty, and seasidey, and long ago, and crossbow game, and gone from here, forest and pajamas, excuse my sawdust. True and exquisite--sawdust or stardust--we all have to drive latenights--it's not a barrier. We hear the red light of black bird morning, and whistle to a newborn day. Whether it is hot... there is always something... that comes next... those of us... who have trouble playing the game... our misery is sometimes our greatest joy... and when we get wet in an unexpected way... we can live in the moment, much better than you. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Seventeen 487-516 ----------- SUPERIOR 512 * 3/19/96 Climbed up the radio tower and lived there for some time. Eight girls from the local college idolized me. I demanded a pinball machine, and they had to employ a crane to get it up there. But it never worked right, and one of the girls kept passing me notes that she wanted me... in her room... in her bed... that her roommate dropped out, we'd have it all to ourselves... and I had to admit it was tempting... as an alternative to the radio tower... ------------------- Superior Vestibule Eighteen 517-546 ----------- SUPERIOR 540 * 5/14/96 Knowing laughtude and cloudhood, jestingheard. You, little cutie, in my brain, in my brain, the way you look, the pattern of you, into my eye, into my brain, you're in there. Thought about hotels, yeah they're closer to heaven than home. Idea of "too many people". Idea of "thriving". I am unknown, I mean much. The turtle is as he does, the World Turtle, and so I am. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Nineteen 547-577 ----------- SUPERIOR 552 * 7/20/96 Yellow gold, deep and inviting, cigarette butts are cool and reassuring, and silver and solid, a mind is a field behind an office park, and it is all frisbee and new, fruit memories punch in the belly, no curtains, just a day that is sun and rain and happy and sexy and talking to trees. Gigabyte hard drive, beaten up by commuting, little goals, little shows, people with their beliefs and their genitals... and their chattering all about technology, and I am whispering secrets to the uncut grass. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twenty 578-607 ----------- SUPERIOR 586 * 10/20/96 True the yurktid milestone. Mara I know you. Tempted, dismantled, dialed back. A hundred birch beer partners, pretty free spirits, in Arctic nonsense. Due, begranted, very hoveryarn, an everyday World Trade Center drama. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twenty-One 608-637 ----------- SUPERIOR 622 * 11/7/96 Rock star tropical deal, magic wooden bird of prey. Whiskey sunstorm dorm, nightgowns electric. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twenty-Two 638-668 ----------- SUPERIOR 667 * 2/19/97 Morning. That is frost, laugh, sniffing the wilderness I am racing and wild and you are exploding with sweet sexuality. Ho ho bash the old glass, smash up the abandoned store, I am all here, and you are all here, thunderstorm build palace. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twenty-Three 669-698 ----------- SUPERIOR 695 * 4/2/97 Was is clocked amplifier. Lick her in maze. Downpour, past slash, as miserable in the moment. Construction site, memories of school, the punk feel of the nature of reality. I would like to help you. ------------------- Superior Vestibule Twenty-Four 699-728 ----------- SUPERIOR 728 * 4/24/97 So Leo, got sopping fast brink of transit. Are dark holographic business dream. Seed here, being inventor, slap of erotic thunder and little refridgerator. Buyer is cold. Stage far away, getting gone, I love a chain as a trademark weapon for me, superhero. ------------------- ----------- -------- -- ----- |