|| -------- -- -----  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 THIRTEEN (365-395) <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Superior Classic  ||  -------> (Cup SUsc013, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = SUPERIOR 365 I gotta say it--"The Superior-A-Day Desk Calendar"--new for Christmas. Yes, you too can experience a brand new Superior each and every day of your life--what a way to wake up and face the day! And you know what? If this is a non-Leap-Year, this is December 31, New Year's Eve! If it IS a Leap Year, this is what I used to call "New Year's Eve EVE" as a kid! Kind of like "Christmas Eve EVE"! (December 23). Of course, if it's 1996, 2000, 2004, 2008, 2012, 2016, 2020, 2024, 2028, 2032, etc.--you got one more Superior to go! By the way, and this may be totally fallacious information, I remember in Astronomy class in college that there wasn't gonna be a Leap Year in 2000. Is this like possibly true? E-mail me with the answer! SUPERIOR 366 Leap Year New Year's Eve. That is all I have to say. Not quite. Speak in a robotic tone of voice. The 21st Century doesn't really begin until Jan. 1, 2001, you know. But no one's gonna give a hoot or a rat's ass about that--New Year's Eve 1999 is gonna be the big one. The Third Millennium. And not an end of the world in sight. SUPERIOR 367 One o'clock two fine days. Hi, they wear bikinis. Yeah, we got four bottles of vodka, so what, our dormitory night is all set. Are these three sentences connected or totally not? That is for you to decide. Go far. SUPERIOR 368 Theatrical smoke in the subways brought me to your door. You letting me in was the wet dream I longer for. I am Wyoming. SUPERIOR 369 Say to Maye, you love her hair. Say to Maye, trouble in the air. Say to Maye, I am your lover powerful. Say to Maye, I wanna do you and your sister at the same time. SUPERIOR 370 Well, think, yelling folklore is my passion blue. The pain of days, how mental notes metamorphose into cacophony, and you are just as beautiful as ever. I can tolerate the many ways and days of Allison, in a way of nerdy measurement, but it is too comfortable, I think, and I must seek other avenues of tiring myself here. SUPERIOR 371 The coomon sense. Betsy's in maze mayhem! Histrike line, Olympic style. Meaning, it has importance, it all means something. And you have trillions of years to figure it out. SUPERIOR 372 Yumpa revision yanposta; true and newly, icy confused lady, you couldn't know, but in that moment you could have been everything to her. For $1,000,000, I will give you back that moment. I am "The Another Maker", Tuesdays at nine, right here on your Wowverful Place for Obliviana, WWW, channel 67, Omaha, Nebraska. SUPERIOR 373 Can. Imtertrontransic prototype here in theme park. Her, you have unresolved feelings about she is. Rinter the old west, gimme telecommunications money any old time. Here we are, we have more days than we ever thought. The time technology, never knew it could be so easy, we could do ten thousand years easy. And we drift, unhappy yet truable. Missing?... mall is. Mall is. SUPERIOR 374 Twas the mighty place to go, language, rushing to be, are many, & freeing the foulness inside to disperse or grasp. Rumtund, can we ever, I am trying, nothing J--marchoonis-oopial. There yet, yethery dusk trespassings, the glorious sting of the chill, it's like a symphony, with beauties there to blossom it. You don't know what I'm talking about--maybe--okay--I was with a group of friends, and we went to this private school at night and just walked into these buildings--inement of this building and had like a picnic and there were these girls there and one was so hot. But the memory of it, and the whole experience of it, was what I was thinking of when I started writing this Superior. Right now, I'm on the train, coming home from work, maybe gonna indulge in some reckless spending, maybe gonna get the new live Steely Dan CD. How successful is this blending of reality and poetry? I always said, Superior is not poetry. The strange ducking, I was full of yarn says you, and for many a fine pillow stuff, I was trying, and just the jay of thought, Fun or Fire. SUPERIOR 375 Yikes, was a mouse saying, in time un the goi back to kings are trying to ilip, knowert, stoom a storm of the love. Have structure, I have mother, dealy smuckthing. Do you see me as infinite, for I am like so infinite. Muctches. Ah yes, solve it all with the smell of awesome smoke. I won't be there. Dangerous yesterday, call it a flyer, and I'm great with tomorrow. The dame, call her a woman, she is a person, here is an observation--that making a woman a love object may be far worse than making her a sex object--talking about crushes and obsessions, how one so innocent and so uninvolved can so fluster you, and who are you to do it, but it is nature, and we deal with it. Human beings are nothing without their difficulties. Listen to me, I'm one of them. I think. SUPERIOR 376 As existing merely to regard the freeze aboard the good ship "Magnetic". My awareness is extending into sweet spaces. Finding your inner Norse goddess. I am Persephone. SUPERIOR 377 Astrid, when? Independence have to. Flyer foxmania the and turbulence and...! Some character blew apart... him was never was golo...! SUPERIOR 378 Licklink tovevver. Arpon language. Moster dialomp. Piscincia rantramp. Regal night brawling to team ruin. Scumlayer dortnait. Niff of Gosub. Song "I love you more today than yesterday" loser feeling buying yogurt. Apron language. SUPERIOR 379 Dortrait. Dorthate. House, wrappin efcayn, smelting paragraph, theories on nudity. She on TV am not naked unless nipple, pubic hair, buttcrack, or of course genitalia, are showing. Why not have a totally nude lady TV show where they block that stuff out only, with little flesh-colored dots? And... what sort of touching between these actresses would be okay to broadcast...? A touch on the shoulder, a kiss on the cheek, a hand on a leg... Sounds like this show could beat both ER AND Murder One (time specific reference... top TV show battling for supremacy, Thursdays at 10... if you're far past Fall 1995 in time, you might not get the reference at all.) I feel to continue... SUPERIOR 380 To accomodate futurians, you must precognate their nature, or they'll just laugh at you. Pierce Brosnan is the new James Bond. I took banter too far at work on occasions in 1990 and 1991. Ha! Ha! I am warm and kicking, out here, able to ingore or pursue you as I please. Please, be in a hotel lobby in 1983. You expect the mirror image to mimic reality, you have a lot to learn. To look like that... personality... everyone around me... they all know each other... to simulate madness... caught in the scary streets of the city... and at a 7-11 in the suburbs--can you feel it?--a rising tide, a monster of a subtlety. Do you feel the need to judge, Siskel & Ebert Jr.? SUPERIOR 381 Bopsindrid the Detergent. Savior elsewhere. SUPERIOR 382 It is not my business to manage a junkyard. It is not my business to maintain a warehouse or complex shipping operation. It is none of my concern to tend to the needs of an office building. I do not choose to deal in matter, for I am the businessman of the digital time. That which I sell is immaterial. But in service to the immaterial is a great material infrastructure, which is kind of a bummer, considering the dream of the digital world. SUPERIOR 383 To me, to me, to me. Is there any way to avoid being self-centered? For even the greatest effort to be selfless revolves around how cool it is to be selfless and how awesome you are for being so. And for all your consciousness, you are with you. What is left. Not at all afraid. Spur of the moment. Carpe diem. Trouble ahead. The romance of trouble. Life is just constantly trying to keep yourself entertained. SUPERIOR 384 This morning, awakened by alarm clock, I pissed but went back to bed. I slept for 45 minutes, then woke up again. My apartment was cold. I took a shower. And I knew, it was too late to get a $2 parking spot, so in a few decadent seconds I decided to turn The Weather Channel on and get back under the covers, still wet from the shower. And these were ten minutes which seemed like an hour. Such comfort, such indulgence. I am now on the train, late for work, but there's no way I'd trade that ten minutes just to be on time. SUPERIOR 385 You can have the capacity, stars are ripe adorable partners. Evil is long ago, my child, so for those walking backwards, collision is likely. I look like a slacker, not a worker. But I make more than most of them. 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 387 If these are all words. Dear translator, you're fucked, love Frank Edward Nora. I wanna come to describe something in my life, I have had some jobs, deer have walked through my yard, I am new to this, under you. And the fall foliage, altogether, humming with dry magic, we are swept into a major metropolitan astral plane. Haha, jajajo, umimum, tempermine. Temp ermine. SUPERIOR 388 Donkey Kong, you have been with the three girls I lust after, for many hours, they all play you. Mario is always facing right or left, obeying Cynthia, Diana, and Molly's anonymous commands. But you, Kong, you face them, every time they play. If only I could reach you. But I guess, in the long run, it'd be easier to reach one of them than a fictional character like you. SUPERIOR 389 Is the act of saving the document and is like thunder in history. Cremate the opposition, they're gone man. Imagine if the world weren't wild with change, the panther would be obsolete. I'm not coming up the driveway just yet. I have some more spice and cowardice in me, the delicious bombing of the production. Is it. The walk and. SUPERIOR 390 To those who think Superiors are randomly generated by a computer program, you are foolish. They are all written from my mind. Can you not see this--is it not obvious? Superiors bring me great pleasure, I'm a fan. I like writing and reading them, especially a long time after. A lot of them, I just wrote and only read a couple of times, so going back, I can have a genuine thrill. Superior is remarkable literature. SUPERIOR 391 Standaback, Diamhardy. Ten years from now you'll thank me. SUPERIOR 392 Was the nap a means to avoid it, or just my disorganization, or what? Cute. SUPERIOR 393 I am paralyzed by so many forces, but these same forces could prove a potent fuel for motion. Writing this, I am moving forward. Are there choices, which result in branchings into the ahead, or is it more qualitative? But I think I know the cause of it all. SUPERIOR 394 A few in the tunnel. My heart is blazing with a bittersweet pain. It's a good, human feeling. Something I wouldn't feel if depressed. Yes, I have a lot. Every day smoothes over the destruction of the last a little. October is over--I'm ready for to reap what the winds of change have sown. SUPERIOR 395 Through with the tunnel. A New York Times page in my back pocket, a story about people who live inside a nuclear missile silo. They call it love, and I love feeling it. They had a poor little hedgehog on Larry King the other night--it was scared to death and held itself tightly in its ball shape. I know what I want. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----