Aug. 20th, 2003
My vision of Hell
Aug. 20th, 2003 11:26 pmteenagers and teachers who pick on kids who are "different"
Circle I Limbo
Michael Jackson
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
corrupt politicians
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
people who think they're better than anyone else
Circle IV Rolling Weights
parents who are too busy to pay attention to their children
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
producers of gratuitous violence
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
poachers and big game hunters
Circle VII Burning Sands
CEOs of energy companies and multinational corporations
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
child molesters, bigots and homophobes like Jerry Falwell and Fred Phelps
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Thanks to
Interviewing Cher, Jesus
Aug. 20th, 2003 11:58 pmNot long ago I talked to Cher.
Lately in my private journal I have been having conversations with all kinds of people. Conversations with myself really, but it helps to imagine how a different person would interact with me. It's great fun, and informative, too.
You see, easy conversation is not my gift. Just ask
bitterlawngnome,
ruralrob or someone else who has met me in person. I'm self-conscious and afraid that if I speak my mind, I'll offend someone.
So having conversations with myself is freeing. I can say whatever the hell I want. And be sure I do.
It all started with imagining myself walking down a beautiful country road and into some cottage where a wise old woman sat making a quilt. Next thing I knew she stuck a needle in my arm and I started swearing at her. These conversations can be volatile, because I'm free to open my psyche and let the diarrhea flow.
I had a couple of these peculiar interviews with anonymous characters of my own imagination. And then one day, unexpectedly, Cher popped up. I'm not especially turned on by celebrities (though I like Cher), so she took me by surprise.
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Lately in my private journal I have been having conversations with all kinds of people. Conversations with myself really, but it helps to imagine how a different person would interact with me. It's great fun, and informative, too.
You see, easy conversation is not my gift. Just ask
So having conversations with myself is freeing. I can say whatever the hell I want. And be sure I do.
It all started with imagining myself walking down a beautiful country road and into some cottage where a wise old woman sat making a quilt. Next thing I knew she stuck a needle in my arm and I started swearing at her. These conversations can be volatile, because I'm free to open my psyche and let the diarrhea flow.
I had a couple of these peculiar interviews with anonymous characters of my own imagination. And then one day, unexpectedly, Cher popped up. I'm not especially turned on by celebrities (though I like Cher), so she took me by surprise.
( Read more... )


