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Whats that gray puddle?

Started by Kai, October 15, 2009, 10:37:40 PM

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Kai

Sometimes you see these grey puddles laying around. In classrooms, on vinyl kitchen floors, on buses and even on the sidewalk on the way to work. You know what I mean right? The puddles are a grey goo when fresh, and over a weeks time dry and harden to an oily gray stain, like a car just took a gas dump on the floor. And you know what they are, right?

That's where someone's brain dribbled out.

You see, the brain is a sensitive organ. We THINK with it for fucks sake, it /has/ to be sensitive. And though it does just fine under normal levels of stressors, it can't handle dissonance too well. And I'm not talking filter switching and reality selection you spags do. I'm talking out of phase dissonance. I'm talking, the world tells you one too many lies. Suddenly the truth is revealed, and the strain sends it pooling out the nose like a pudding. Poor brains, its not their fault. They didn't choose to live in a world where everything makes so little sense, where everything is bombarding with conflicting ideas and it just can't tell which is right and which is bullshit.

Eventually, after too much tv, too much Happy PillsTM and pictures of Beautiful People, the poor thing just gives up. I've seen it happen before, saw a guy eating his morning bagel, reading his newspaper, and suddenly his brain started dribbling out his nose into his coffee. I tell you, it was like one of those Egyptian embalmers had taken a hook inside and liquified it, just like that.

Took about five minutes for the gray nose"bleed" to stop. Funny though, the guy didn't notice, just kept on reading his newspaper and eventually left the shop. I wonder if he ever misses his brain....no, I guess not. Without your brain, thoughts are pretty simple. And thats just how They like it.
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Quote from: LMNO on October 16, 2009, 01:08:57 PM
Kai is on a fucking ROLL!
This. I don't often post if all I've got is mittens, and no further comments, but Kai's stuff has made for good reading.