|| -------- -- -----  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 TWENTY-FOUR (699-728) <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Superior Classic  ||  -------- (Cup SUsc024, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = SUPERIOR 699 * 4/6/97 Having a typography argument with a rock band. Umper didi, the sestered. That wasted reptile, baseball robot frustration, CD-ROM company that was a failure. Rock band, comic book, CD-ROM, all these companies that the young start and they fail. Cuz they care more about success than doing a good job. SUPERIOR 700 * 4/6/97 For yoster for see, like ballet in the asphalt, say blast it. Ga goo goo. Soom day dear tea during junk jast. I see an orange toy on the road and thinking of sex. Blast. We are too durmid. Tee slight the thee the bight the I am slight the I am delicate and I am this goatee gen x kinda cool dude but I am fragile and what I said was that damn when I heard about that comet cult I did kind of wish for a minute that the world would end. But I know there's one guy out there who wants the world to continue on. Thank goodness for that one guy. SUPERIOR 701 * 4/6/97 I feel that shattering glass mountain in your tales of family woe, haha. Fire is, yes, the kind of flame in a candle, that is under control. But it, that little flicker, coud consume an entire forest. This is the genius of moderation. And for it, the whole subject, ways to look it up online, I would say. Confusion of course, a slice of time, gym class, yeah you put people though all sorts of terrors, and we all survive. Jimmy is a punk tailor is Ye Olde England. Fuck Jimmy. SUPERIOR 702 * 4/6/97 Stuck up mall stores, you fucks, you're in a mall, settle down. Relax, acting like you're all better than everybody elsee, you're earning minimum wage just relax. Mall parking lot, that silence, there are lot of things you should be able to see in mall parking lot, but you can't. SUPERIOR 703 * 4/11/97 Far away that is what I fawn over. SUPERIOR 704 * 4/12/97 The clearness of everything. Here it is, memories of going to a mall in Pennsylvania. Meaningful to me, meaningless to you? I'm talking about freedom, being able to go to wildly new places every day. All in search of a deeper truth. Radiator under sheet, could be changing colors at a dizzying pace, so long as you couldn't see it through the sheet. SUPERIOR 705 * 4/12/97 Can words make an openness? An outdoors? Wow, I got this coffee over an hour ago and it's still pretty hot. I like rain. Probably the enjoyment of memories is greater than the enjoyment of the originals. For example, I always think back to my time at Drew University, from Fall 1985 to Spring 1987. I recall that I was insecure, troubled, and immature, as most people are at that age. But the nostalgic memories leave out all that. And why not? Older, we can finally enjoy our youth, without all the distractions. SUPERIOR 706 * 4/12/97 Talk about running wild, falling that feels good. What is slapped as wizard, that is it, just recreation with the lure of vending machines and artistic thrusts. What should you be all about? This is a unique Superior. Based on Superior 589. SUPERIOR 707 * 4/12/97 Is all this intense feeling an illusory conceit? I sit here, rare sinus headache, raining outside, listening to Pink Floyd's second album, working on Obliviana, and reminiscing about things in the past, and I have this feeling, and I think this feeling is important, but is it important just to me? Is it meaningful? Yeah, well, asking that question is arriving at a part of the issue where the whole issue is no longer perceivable. This line of reasoning is classic bullshit, self-referential crap, a little goes a long way, and I'm doing it even now. Don't make excuses for what you say. Don't worry about sounding stupid or lame. Mental masturbation. How true it is. SUPERIOR 708 * 4/12/97 William. An evolution of the English language. The fascination of six-year-olds with mythological creatures. And seldom-heard tunes evoking emotions from another place. Yeah you gotta be strong to be cool and not fall into madness. Ping. SUPERIOR 709 * 4/12/97 Feeding American cheese to Ginger, my favorite cat of all time. I would fold it and fold it, till there were bit-sized chunks. She would meow for it and I would go in the kitchen and get it and then go into the TV room and sit down and she would come and I would feed it to her. We did it so many times. If in the life she is in now she gets a flash of memory of this thing, it should warm her heart. SUPERIOR 710 * 4/13/97 I was at the mall earlier, by a pet store window, looking at ferrets. A mother with two kids comes up to the window. One kid asks "What kind of animal is that, mommy?" The mother kind of shakes her head and is confused and says nothing. "I think they're raccoons," the kid says, "baby raccoons". The mother is still bewildered. Meanwhile, there's a sign right there that says FERRETS. Y'know, it's not a pleasant subject, but there are an awful lot of stupid people out there. It's scary, how stupid people are. There's gotta be a way to make people a little smarter. There's gotta. SUPERIOR 711 * 4/13/97 Vagabonc, biting a CD, trust, and do not explode in a craft store please and, do burrow under the food court, and that is a good diversion. There, on a rainy gray mountain hilltop, is candy that is old, and to eat it is no big deal. Pissing in a train bathroom, laser beam yourself into a stadium, start sparking, and lay down and shoot sparks all over. SUPERIOR 712 * 4/13/97 Hi hi. I can do doorway, I can feel, in the vastness of my pastness, a Wonder that is a little Wonder in itself. Damn, this is a puzzle, this magic of youth that I keep snapping back to. I was there, 1986 for example. Pathetic, 29 and already living in the past. But I have my light at the end of the tunnel, like a capital H, the crossbar as the tunnel, that with Obliviana I will be able to regain that magic. Haha. Yes. What a comforting thought. SUPERIOR 713 * 4/13/97 Experience of love, staying up for 30 or 40 hours to make a photocopy little magazine, in the basement, in one room, everything I need to produce and print the thing, this was the situation with ZOPE magazine in 1991. I was in a state of whatever, slowly stabbing into the world, whatever, I am and have been working on something very big. And the wind is kicking outside and it makes me want to go outside. But I have to keep on writing. SUPERIOR 714 * 4/13/97 Do crosh me. Sex sells, but it is in lieu of intellectual pursuits. Sex sells, but the more you obsess of sex and all related crass subjects, the less you know about the world in general, such as what a ferret is. I've been absorbing all sorts of knowledge for decades, much of it from TV and radio as opposed to books. Here is something to remember: Obliviana should strive to make a love of knowledge a part of its core philosophy. SUPERIOR 715 * 4/13/97 Heat heat, heat. Man there's a big world out there. It's our own personal corridors that limit it for us. This is classic 209 thinking. Having to go to work or school every day may seem to be the problem. But witness the ruin of many of those who don't have to do anything. I am sitting here, and I feel like I'm floating in the middle of this big, big thing. And yet my thoughts drift back to my college days. What I am seeking is Primal Wonder, which was there for me at Drew University. And I will again find Primal Wonder, in Obliviana as it becomes a successful company. This thought helps me understand my life. SUPERIOR 716 * 4/13/97 She is near you. Look, there is existence, there is not an infinite void, you are reading this, and therefore something exists somewhere. But think of it, awkward young men lusting after hot young women, obsessing, usually getting nowhere with it. I think that this phenomenon is fascinating when juxtaposed with the prospect of nothing existing anywhere. Just think about it. I have gone through unrequited love/fascination many times. And the idealized girl is a person of Primal Wonder, while the realized girl is just human, just a person like the rest of us. Thus, bright young awkward boys have goddesses of Primal Wonder as their consorts in fantasy. And I would posit that having such a woman in fantasy is better in many respects than having the mundane version of the woman in the physical world. At least for young men with Primal Wonder still burning within them. SUPERIOR 717 * 4/13/97 Bayou. I am of trying you. I am sick of the sickness of the mind. The wind blows but you wind a clock. That the world has changed so much in thirty years, yet we have this assumption that it won't change at least as much in the next thirty. These are thoughts. Physical objects are the result of thought. Look around you. You feel you "can't" do something. Driving the little speedboat at Walt Disney World, I must have been about a hundred pounds lighter the last time I did it. Slower, just bringing back memories. Yeah, that trip to WDW was deep. SUPERIOR 718 * 4/15/97 To think of one place when you are in another place. Place you been, in the past. And maybe you'll think of where you are now in the future. I think about a bear. SUPERIOR 719 * 4/15/97 Yeah yeah it is cool. Black Monk Time, great album. Liner notes, the lead singer went home from Germany and his family wanted him to go to work for the highway commision. There you go. After a great creative achievement, what then? It's tough. You gotta be able to keep on making. And not just catch a wave and be lost when it's over. Gotta keep on going. Keep on creating. Keep on making. SUPERIOR 720 * 4/15/97 Stunward you carry me. Joking haha two girl laughing and he's dying, so sex-starved. And I watch this. Fan I care about this. Float be the freshing showerclean. Rock climbing in younger days. Flock of sneakers. Be me. Haha, know said that. Do. I fan dollowward. SUPERIOR 721 * 4/17/97 As the a dawn of a new try. A million drunken espanol conversations on the bus. Parchimento. What is missing in those gay intellectuals? How much do any of us know about missiles? Kids love the ideas of missiles you launch and blast and destroy something. Sadness after a failure, folks didn't know what they were doing, thought they were doing the right thing. Is it a tragedy or just the whims of physics and chemistry? Science is fake, it's a lie. There is a supernatural world. There are intelligent beings there. And we don't know much about it. As the gay intellectuals pass by, we continue the war. Heavy and numb in our quest, we are polite but we are juggernauting through the backward flow of time, till we reach The Waterallidge Edge. Slam. SUPERIOR 722 * 4/19/97 The expression of the devil is sitting next to me. It occurs that listing things in order of importance is of life. Getting. Need the approval of others to justify. That is because of money. Money equals others. Why would the guy that works at the oil refinery work for your benefit, to help fill up your gas tank? Because you are doing something for him of course. It's massively indirect, but with money as a universal language of trade, it works. Economics is a part of the world. I am pondering economics. I am floating over the cityscape, Emma. SUPERIOR 723 * 4/19/97 Powerful of pinball vibration, tried being fast and the ancient rock. Dime. And pike the flame of the pave love on the turnpike. Study the dark rushing. The flash of sexy outfits and jewelry and makeup and expensive cars, and the misery of life along the highway, and it is past dusk, my friend. Yo! SUPERIOR 724 * 4/19/97 Pastensive issues, smell glue and see a redhead, neither is a narcotic. We have this sky thing, all about up, and it is over college town record stores on rainy Saturdays. And that is a hopeful vision and people in this vision hope to be having sex tonight. And I dream of a train trip with my father, but when I dreamed this is a mystery. SUPERIOR 725 * 4/20/97 Of barely so, airy museum atrium, and new girls, friends of a friend. Ball, drive along pungent semi-highway, lie for Fruny on Friday and toss a can of paint on a defunct fire engine to enrage the billionaire's kids. Dove into a sea of cash. Stole a tropical trip, loving paradise, the money is running out, I have no way to get home, and I have no one to turn to. Got myself into this, gotta get myself out. And the way out is crime. SUPERIOR 726 * 4/22/97 You gotta cross-juxtapose Christmas Trees and superspeed, such as a train. Lean on one thing or another. In a general store. Such a way to slash time. I am bored and I am dancing with failure. A point of reference would be quite valuable. SUPERIOR 727 * 4/23/97 We're bound to have weird conversations when travelling the New Jersey Turnpike. Off to another wave. I have found an amazing thing. The godlike nature of the past. People are starting to fear a really bad future. Go away from it, stab at it with the spear of your enthusiasm for life. I have to refer to that escalator, have to refer to it, have to get it out, I see it so much. It is the escalator that goes up to the monorail from the Grand Canyon Concourse of the Contemporary Resort Hotel in Walt Disney World, Florida. Oh yes, and it is 1986. They had like film with clouds exploding and stuff. Misheard girl on bus. Shave, jerk off, write. Mediocre people suck. Let's move back for a minute. Last Superior of the first 11 Books of OsoaWeek. Talking about jerking off? I mean, come on. And misheard crap on the bus? What are we talking about here? I just might cut and paste this Superior to the end of the previous one and end the first 11 Books with a bang. I did it. 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. -------- ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----