NOTES ON "MY" FRIEND DONALD:
(an "arbitrary" "unit" ov "measurement",)
"HOURS",
(which *IS* another "arbitrary" "unit" ov "measurement" that relates to
another "illusion", that which *IS* called "Time" and "IMAGINED" as a "FOURTH DIMENSION" by "SOME CREDIBLE SCIENTIFIC ASSHOLE CALLED 'EINSTEIN'"(TM!),
[who incidentally also happened to be called "retarded" by his "teachers" at a young age...]
and which does not "Really" "Exist" in any sense other than "being" "imaginary" (?).... And iT's "too late" [or "early", depending upon how "YOU" "see" iT, for thee "writer" to get into trying to "talk" about that anyway])....
[NOTE thee "BROAD FUCKING FINGER QUOTATION MARKS" USED to denote concepts as "inauthentic" (like this blog "RUSTY SHACKLEFORD"(TM!) *IS* "writing", if "you, thee reader" can call this "WRITING".... ) or "imaginary constructs" & "made out of words" and thus BULLSHIT/beLIEf systems (BS).]
But because Donald, who happens to "be" a Real Friend ov "mine"
(and "I" don't "OWN" Him, so how can "I" even say that he *IS* "MY" Friend?)
and whom "I"
(in " 'REAL' 'LIFE' ", when "I'm" not playing word games to fuck with "random strangers")
"Know"(?) personally to "BE" an "authentic" "person" with "good" intentions towards "others"-
[and there *IS* no "other", only "Self", which *IS* also "ILLUSION", but not more so than any other thing!]
and so there were no "BROAD FINGER QUOATION MARKS" FOR "HIS" NAME!
(iT *IS* worth noting, or maybe iT *IS NOT*, that Thee word "HIS" denotes concept ov "ownership", another "illusion"!!!)
"because" iT ("HIS" NAME, which *IS* DONALD) *IS* an "AUTHENTIC CONCEPT" TO "ME".
"hours" without stopping. "I" "mean", "I" "think" (inasmuch as "our narrator" could "be" "seen" as "being" capable of "Thinking" in thee "normal sense" ov thee word, which *IS* not as... "Fun" as thee worlds we can "CREATE FOR OURSELVES"(?) when WE suspend (dis)beLIEf and just dive in head first into thee unknown.... )
But You are You. You are who You are, and You are probably set in Your ways thinking that You must be WHO YOU "REALLY ARE!" and that *IS* somehow "less of a fiction" than even "Rusty Shackleford"(TM!) pay A TENSION, "I" am trying to "show" "you" thee difference between who "you" "imagine" "yourself" to "be", and WHAT "YOU" "REALLY ARE..." (Another "LIE.")
But if our narrator *Is* not just fucking with "us" "deliberately" (?) there *MUST* "BE" SOMETHING "HE" HAS TO SAY THAT COULD "BE" "IMPORTANT" AS AN "INSIGHT"....
Although iT remains to "be seen"...
("You" aren't "SEEING" anything here, "really." Other than words. Which themselves signify another idea called "NOTHING".)
for anyone who *IS* Willing to derange "their" senses, which don't "really" even "belong to them anyway", "because"...
("BROAD FINGERED QUOTATION MARKS" AROUND THEE WORD "BECAUSE" DENOTES THEE "ILLUSION" OV "CAUSALITY")
"nothing" "belongs" to ANYONE AND "PROPERTY" *IS* A "JOKE". "YOUR" "PROPERTY" OWNS "YOU".
BE A SUCCESS IN IT TO WIN IT!
" 'YOUR' 'HUMBLE' 'NARRATOR'", "RUSTY SHACKLEFORD"(TM!) who *IS* "obviously" at "this point" either a " 'bored' and 'jaded' 'pseudo-intellectual' on 'drugs'" or a "pseudonym gone out of 'Control', and 'Control *IS* thee Enemy.... More on THAT 'LATER'... If 'I' feel like 'talking' about iT (or "deliberately"(?) parroting "BURROUGHS" (TM!) some more...)
"Because" "BURROUGHS"(TM!) and "THOMPSON"(TM!) and "Kerouac"(TM!) were all basically BRANDS for "mentally ill" "fuck ups" that "lead successful lives" doing things like "RUSTY SHACKLEFORD"(TM!), who for thee sake ov "CONVENIENCE" *WILL* HENCEFORTH JUST "BE" REFERRED TO AS "RUSTY SHACKLEFORD" (TM!) IN THEE "THIRD PERSON" TO "CHALLENGE THEE 'CONVENTIONS' OV 'LANGUAGE' FURTHUR", and/or to "alienate" "people" from "him" because "he *IS* a 'dick'.... Or just "trying" "to be" (?) "deliberately and sadistically perverse". Or this *IS* just "Concept Art" "DISGUISED AS A PUBLICIZED 'MENTAL BREAKDOWN'".
Better just view iT as that. iT *IS* "transgressive", which "itself" "doesn't really" "mean" "anything"....
Well to get to thee "POINT"
(and there *IS* no fucking "point", ever.... We are alone in thee universe and there *IS* no God and thee universe *IS* HOSTILE AND IMPERSONAL AND A " 'MEANINGFUL' WORLD FILLED WITH BIG IDEAS THAT SEEM TO HAVE MEANING'" *IS* much more "comfortable" to "most people"....)
Donald was very patient with me. In writing this tonight. All 40 pages of shit JUST LIKE THIS. And he laughed and had a good time with me while we listened to Mr. Bungle and giggled like little school girls.... He just left, because I gave him enough xanax to sleep. He is my friend. I'm going to go do something important now, because "RUSTY SHACKLEFORD" (TM!) *IS* growing tired of being a "BITCHIN ROCK STAR FROM MARS!!!" (TM!) and thee "goddess" I am living with just cooked dinner and I'm not getting laid later If I keep writing this shit.
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