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year of the cock

so, thank god for bloomer, she's too smart for words. and we bounce things off of each other nicely and we both compliment our sense of scientific spirituality. it's based on physics and recognizes the miracle of physics at the same time... or something... i mean, she's the first person to ever say to me "i don't call it god, i call it the universe, but i think they are the same thing" or something to that effect, that's how i remember it at least...
anyways, as she so gravefully pointed out... her berfday, 1-8-81, is kinda like her berfday this year, 1-8-08, but that doesn't really have anything to do with me, other than it made me go and look what year this was going to be in chinese astrology... it is still now the year of the dog, but it will soon be the year of the cock, ok, ok, year of the rooster, which it also was in 1981, the year i was born. so hmm. back where i started from... a little, for her too, but in a different way.
bloomer was also so gracious as to point out that the age we will be turning this year, 27, is 3x3x3... three is the bestest number ever... (i believe some rather old posting may have covered my love of the number three, but in case you haven't read that far down, don't care to, or simply just forget earlier contents, i will extrapolate) that one cop called me "three n lucky" when i was a kid, not as an adjective, but as a name, "Hi there, threenlucky" so i began to introduce myself to people as such. "what's your name little girl?" "threenlucky" it was cute... i will tattoo it on myself some day...
three girls/women... i find myself in pods of three chicks.. the most obvious and most important being that of me my mom and my sister. and alter returning in my three chick/wall/portishead dance and when the three girls went to moon tribe without the boys and there were three triangular pyramid shaped rock things in a triangle off in the distance... anyways... whatever, three comes up it's important... it's home-like...

So I've started this year off with a bang... literally and figuratively... cock everywhere, cock cock cock, even i am feeling slightly overwhelmed by the over abundance of cock... it has been a while since i have done anything besides couples, and the intense energy of one on oneness is kinda a lot... what is with the being the mama of the hurt little boys, angela? jesus christ, the divorced guys... all of em. literally and figuratively... i am sick of being goddman mother earth... back to just couples... no breaking my own rules now... i don't need people looking at me for some kind guidance... i mean, if you want guidance, you have to let me fuck you in the ass first, no really, for reals...
I'm looking forward to greggy's show this weekend... orifice... i like orifices... especially my own.. i said out loud for the first time the other day that i like being the girl and the boy with both girls and boys and the other way around and at the same time all of the above... regular is so regular even at it's finest...

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holy fuckin shit.

i thought that the previous post was the "be all end all" blurb that pushed the Yummymeat Zone into the land beyond beyond.

my arms no longer feel tight.

my scoliosis no longer twists right.

Yob bless U, Miss A.D.D.

Back at you and your amazing trains of thoughts. Like beautiful crop circles in my brain.

so apparently i was wrong, it's not actually the year of the cock, it's like the pig or something, and i am not sure how i got it in my head that it was, but it kind of doesn't matter...

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