|| -------- -- -----  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--VESTIBULE EIGHT (214-243) <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Superior Classic  ||  -------> (Cup SUsc008, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = SUPERIOR 214 Cavalry? Government is just power in the hands of the untalented. I hate my Walkman. She ain't volcanac? SUPERIOR 215 Lovers love to run in the rain. I was thinking, the ultimate thrill, a girl's lust for another girl. Aching, repressed, tantalizing, shameful--and then the first forbidden contact. Then the release. The opening. The ultimate thrill? Could be. SUPERIOR 216 Shroom. Laga agansta in bloom wrecker. Trop road, I did it, falling in love with the beast me. What? I done it. Cream her. There it goes, one of the aspects of me, shooting star along the right highways. Huh? Come on her back. Yeah. It was true. I make, declare and rule the tundra me. Relax? Get outta here. I judge myself. And I find myself awesome. SUPERIOR 217 Steal the soap from Marla Rainy Parking Lot at Night. SUPERIOR 218 Have the amor you crave, smocker. Spit on the of advancement trees. Yeah, a bookstore in 1985, so what? The Boeing trees. Of alive, can I say it, little combat is get there. SUPERIOR 219 Apsolute the rail choke was recycler. Ha yah, respevic and joymakmask, I did want to intrude, also want to invade. Could. For they unfret just control just know it just fourthery. Um. SUPERIOR 220 Behind you revall, the time of a good cigar. Corrode's a word. Repster, love vans. Come on, the mystique of the '70s, I was there. I was emotionally disturbed. 1976 was cool, the Freedom Train, Bicentennial, all that. 1977, Stars Wars, Close Encounters. 1978, Star Wars action figures. Yeah, I was there. SUPERIOR 221 You when we were fucking around with each other, you were blooming, I was a stepping stone. You were blooming, but I didn't take you, right then when I should have. I didn't take you. I said it was up to you. I think it was a mistake. I should have done it. But who knows--who knows where that would have led me. If I went into you, where would I be right now, May 10, 1995, 8:31 AM? Here? Maybe not. SUPERIOR 222 Formerest the day one return. Can I destroy your resistance to coolness? We shall jolast the memorate. By it I mean, strong vision of log flume, and it I mean, shopping area as always am, I was saying, ujric. Bemore, croud and maltern. Fhemberhemb. SUPERIOR 223 Revortusion dude. Yompy the Shrew, the newest. Aha, accidental splatter of coffee on my shirt, every day you know. What the fuck are pogs? Take me away. I want to do something, make a power for my myselfness. People are brainwashed to detest the self. Fuck that. The self is the best. If you have power. If you have rare talent. If you have greatness. SUPERIOR 224 Gifted children. Jailed by shapes gorgeous in their monstrosity. Run away, but the trail leads to being missing but alive. Goddam, people must be able to hide other people for nefarious purposes. Jeez, so many missing people, so many buildings you can't see into, so much pure evil. And here I am in Manhattan, you know how much of that shit's going on here? SUPERIOR 225 She's like a breath of fresh madness. SUPERIOR 226 I want a sphere of solitude, okay? Witches, psychos, punks--I love all of 'em! All those girls! I want a sphere of solitude, to share. I want a purple mountain like a drill to drill into Earth. I like the strange and I am young. SUPERIOR 227 That, and the flaming blade. Was good. With stimulus and afterlash. Hunderstand Warmister. Hanging stranded on this wayassal. SUPERIOR 228 That frosty atmosphere always around you, at, say, college lounge, makes me, the lowly nerd, love you. Who are you and who am I? I care only for my own lust, I cannot deal with feelings. I have a fantasy life. Other. The truth, our bond, another universe, you really are occult like me. I like us. SUPERIOR 229 I was hon and, how I'm home so--solo and an apple. Game sovure, the delecaration and the fi-line. Beesp--not a game and not a sound, the laze of days of half awake Odd Couple on channel 11. Yeah. The New York like their New York. I am slow. I was the coolest and will be. Don't spill the flask of honesty, the stain will never erase. SUPERIOR 230 I believe that a chilly unknown morning drive is: there. EPCOT my thoughts, all that's gone, you need time travel to get it back. You wanna go into her gravity, but it's a dangerous game--you only wanna go in so far--you gotta be able to pull back, not get sucked in. A dangerous game, one that can be lost. But exciting, a thrill, titillating. SUPERIOR 231 Be thee i. Aladask am fortune. The grayness of places, I recall a situation, a little house and my otherness took its toll. What eve. It was to me a great turning around of few degrees. I recall DC, Honey I Shrunk the Kids at the train station, I think I was rejected by Erin, she'd gone down there, I couldn't get in touch with her, so I went down there, she wasn't happy to see me, I think she made me leave. Another episode, another stepping stone to becoming a true adult. Few get there. SUPERIOR 232 I am can write storefront street. The dewel is a not for King, was not Staten Island for me, girljoke wishway. The storald of my finish cangjonks. Lemning the crasha of college, I am said. Dire rail train me. The hiddest. I AM COMING! SUPERIOR 233 Yum. Greature of Loho, that's all you can say. High there you said and hey why not. Totally hospital your wave of kindness, wanna kill you. Difore of Ud, bash a brains off. Kescin, amazing new plastic, defire yourselves. SUPERIOR 234 Ungogo. I was thinkling, be a goody. Target in teamness? I don't think so. We have to call this thing ago. We have to call to it. Always see to look where you are. Days turn into years, she said. She's right you know. I know. SUPERIOR 235 And of tramulous garden walkways we aspire, far from the misery of our heaviness in these times. Funny little car, skull and crossbones and colorful little porcupines painted all over it. The last breath of optimism here, a lurch to try and catch what's totally gone. It's a spirit that hung heavy over the world. But it was always moving. And it moved on. 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 237 I've become very disenchanted with that cruller. Can't call it despair. Suck of coffee, I am its liferaw. I can write that, I can kick ass in the marketplace. Give me the storm. SUPERIOR 238 Killer. She brushed her teeth naked. Gotta stick my tongue into her. Honey. Miner. This time I know I'm losing my mind. I could be inventing things, instead I'm obsessing on Vanessa. The visualized lick. SUPERIOR 239 The exorcism of Falhoad, the sculpture had to be washed clean. Foolish wall in dream, you're a dick. Whiaver had a theme park, entertainment resort, kind of walk and eye. If you can't see me so good, swash the water vapor off the window in your head. It's gotta be it. SUPERIOR 240 Cracking my toes is a necessity. Regularly. How does gray flowerful isthmus. Binking never to totter, hump of universality. Lookback, take a whack at constructsation. Getting out, you have to be at a Sears. SUPERIOR 241 I know it. Holiday weatherfuck, gemme a steel drinks. Of. The downstairs transit center. Jandhd idwjj oikskw ssjka eeiwym? Backtrack--rewind. It's that train and coffee and techno malaise that made me do it. Toss me heavenward? No need. I can fly. SUPERIOR 242 Jing. The bell sound. Happiness in the wintertime and the Christmas world is gorgeous in its truth. I am friendly. I have trees far as the eye can see, also cloud. Twin office towers, tell me your stories. I love that. We do people. It's a shame you can't see their beauty. I am the maritime hole, a new life for them. All you can do is shriek in code. SUPERIOR 243 Humming like chimes, the deep black stone walls of an elevator bay, bad humidity outside, check the riverside. Laura Hinge, I like you. The boat, most bad movies have one. We got the past. All fulla stimulation for the restless time traveller. I want a little wooded area and not know where it is. It was mental. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----