Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Bicameral Mind




That's my head. Hearing voices. Seeing Phillip K. Dick. Suicide windows. Nights with two moons. Left right left, which side of my head is fucked up from my cerebral palsy, I don't even know anymore. Is the baby in picture #1 or picture #2? This Place is Death, to borrow an episode title from LOST. Its one of those get me the fuck out of here days, folks. Thanks for coming, we have a matinee on Monday. Try the grilled cheese.

5 comments:

HemlockMan said...

Hope you feel better soon.

Charles Gramlich said...

I had the morning but I misplaced it. Lost it somewhere on it's way to the hippocampus. Maybe it took a side route through the amygdala. I know it pissed me off. I figure it's lodged now below the Medulla Oblongata. Yeah, lodged and already being forgotten.

Capcom said...

Ditto on the well-wishes friend.

:-x

Also, I wish that I could be standing in that second image. I need to get away to somewhere like that for a while.

Steve Malley said...

A lyrical tone poem for mad, bad, crazy pain. Well done, mister!

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