this is Hypnogaja’s “Looking glass” with the video by NightRaven5 and weather it makes the world’s top 20 or not, no other sound short of screaming silence will make me feel like my 18th birthday like this one.
Nothing makes one so Vain as being told one is a Sinner”
-Oscar Widle (the very first Dandy)
Down the Rabbit hole
….i turned 18 this week, and …and turning 18 up till now was never so much a reality as it was an “in theory” thing!like how shaving your head is “in theory” supposed to be the pinnacle of youth revolution in a ‘fuck you’ to your past and society way. i never honestly thought id make the cut. like there was some 17 and 12 months hole for people like me…or maybe for me period. i used to panic at the thought of actually aging. i used to swear on whatever god would grant me the most merit that id want to be dead and frozen by 30 because after that comes the ungodly task of just slipping from whatever greatness you’d have achieved by then, and watch other people surpass what you sold your soul to do. see that…that was just not going to freeking fly. that…getting old… that to me spelt dying. ow…also, i always write like im thinking it, not like i think people read what i say. i’ve always been pretty anti twitter. facebook, myspace and the like because id say i was a big fan of face to face contact (it might have just been the basement bumm in me)
having turned 18 on the 18th so of course that meant streaking. being the mess i am, i opted for the sissy semi-streak instead. before that there was cake, waiters sang, the kiss of death was when there was a big question mark candle on my cake and i realized i had to pay for dinner.
…but im not the headless chicken i was when i thought running from the police was what made your life book worthy. im not going to suddenly start turning my music down and wearing comfy shoes…but im pretty sure its time to retire the tutu. no one really knows about this online little nook i carved out for me and my ramblings like a documented work of my youth-withdrawal.so i think ill keep going….
…..i think im 18 ….and for some sick reason the thrill of maximum incarceration eases the transition. there will be no movie i cant watch, or electiion i cant vote at, no ones permission ill need, no health plan to cover me and HOLY HELL…i think im getting a hot flash ;P
So it was coming of age, public indecency, and if nothing else a clear indication of dormant mental mutations. hows THAT for a first blog entry
Legally! yours
-alex
