last night i was getting keyed in the basement of this abandoned house thats all run-down & there was trash everywhere. there were all these papers & trash allover the bar that we were sitting at in the basement & i start picking them up & reading them. most of them are lame, emo-sounding angry type poems or songs or something. then i start reading this one paper that had this poem on it that perfectly described certain events in my life, almost down to the detail. things that cant have happened to that many people. it was just REALLY weird. i folded up the paper & kept it
Seriously? Fuck, laminate it! That's really pretty wild. I still keep an old newspaper clipping about a guy my ex husbands work crew found dead near here. Death by nail gun. They claimed he committed suicide. (no family, easy closed case) The only write up we could find on it was 'victim' shot with nail gun. I guess I keep it just to let him know, some of us know. ...Maybe I'm just weird and morbid.
holy...it could be a coincidence, not that i know enough to say that, but whoa. see these things are so out there! i even purposely avoid them, because the sureal is a nearby vortex, desperately trying to pull me in. how did it describe the events? was it like a fictional story, or did it describe the events of the life of someone the author knew?
yea i'd really like to read that, u maybe are too close to the evednts so draw extra paralels that might look different to someone who just knows of the events
write on it what you'd like to have happen next and see what happens. just be real careful it's ACTUALY what you'd like to see happen with no ambiguities enclusive of anything you really really wouldn't. =^^= .../\...
