thanks for asking tb, it looks like its healing over i think as its turning brown and scabby it looks worse and hurts like a bitch but i believe its healing and receding a little bit at the edges as the dead tissue falls off and there is new pink skin shining through ER had no idea what it is and im not gonna look for a doctor by the time i find a doctor this issue should have already passed that is how i normally deal with health issues except when i was in the mountain i had all my herbs for compresses and teas and shit or i would make myself an oatmeal bath but i dont have the ability to do that here now im just blasting it with neosporin in the morning and at night to keep it moist when it gets hard it gets really painful pain is a good thing as suffering brings you experience points and makes you more resilient i been eating an ibuprofen here the first few days but most of that stuff doesnt agree with my stomach/liver so im raw dogging it a bit now i stay in a metal shed right under the power pole, i wonder if i got some kind of electrical discharge come at me, like a lightning rod effect that burned my upper body or i went too hard on the tai chi and i expelled some of that endocrine goo out the back of my neck to clear up toxic blockages you want to know something trippy i was doing the night before that... yall gonna laugh or think im crazier than you already do but its just a thought experiment i was staring up as i was stretching my neck and looking at the stars of orions belt and focusing on the central star of the belt i started to think about something peculiar what if where i am standing upright looking up at the stars is actually the opposite what if i was standing on the ceiling with anti gravity boots on and the stars were on the floor so that looking up would be looking down into the abyss of space like a giant black hole we could fall into if not for the sake of anti gravity literally grabbing us to the surface of the ceiling so that we dont fall down into the central vacuum of space then i was like maybe its just because we dont know the world is like that that we cant fly into space maybe it was just about seeing your target and pushing off in that direction and then letting gravity take you there but you have to let go of the idea that your feet are solidly on the ground and instead go with the idea that you are walking upside down before i tried it (yes i tried to 'jump' into the night sky as if it was an ocean) i was like this is silly and makes no sense and the neighbors gonna think im high or something but i was like why not pretend like im 5 years old and actually suspend disbelief and turn my brain off for a bit whats the worse that can happen? its not like im actually gonna fly up into the sky as long as i trick myself into believing im falling down into the sky and then go off like superman im not one of those wish upon a star or the secret of willpower type of people i dont believe you can change the laws of physics just because you strongly willed it to happen but it would be fun to radically change your perspective of what you can and cannot do even for a minute i imagine this is the kind of thing vladimir radmanovic would be pondering in his head during practice while getting yelled at by phil jackson yall can call me a space cadet if you want but we all got our own way of grounding
used to lay on my back and stare into the sky until I could get that sensation of falling into it you're talking about scared the shit out of me but I kept doing it...should probably try that again good to hear you are healing and was going to offer you some ibuprofen 800 since I have some from the leg thing other than that I can offer weed or a bottle of cazadores the Norco is low but I'll get a refill by Tuesday if you want any of that tomorrow I'm getting a pedicure on my nasty feet that I've been scrubbing the shit out of since the cast came off at 10am could come down after that if you're taking visitors just pm gf acting up so it'd just be me heading out for some Sri Lankan food at a secret pop up kitchen and I'd offer but iirc you don't like SL cuisine
im doing fantfuckingtastic in comparison to the children of gaza specially since all hell is gonna break loose tonight thanks for asking i really appreciate you guys looking out, all bits aside but lets get this thread back on topic before i get in trouble by the man https://www.youtube.com/shorts/a4CJ8hEwDnw
shiiit at this point im done with country living and am ready for the boogie life too bad i chose the wrong time to leave the wood for the hood when i first got sick i thought it was lyme disease being that i would get ticks and fleas sometimes lyme disease was a bioweapon created by the us like covid because they dont want people to be country where its cool they want you in the boogie where its not
never heard this before probably cuz its starts like some high grade porno music then the words are like wtf... this isnt your average easy listening 70s AM gold only to become some space jazz thing in the middle before going back to the porno music except after the jazzy bit the porn music doesnt remind you of porn music anymore the riffs with the synth or base or whatever they are using are really good and remind me of sirens in a weird way like if you were being followed by funky space age police blowing pretty colors out the exhaust if chips was cast with cheech and chong instead of estrada and wilcox but shot at night and produced by HBO instead of NBC type of music
Rube...just to clarify this in my chronologically addled brain : you stay in a metal shed underneath a power pole ? Do I have that correct ?
steely dan is the gift that keeps on giving this song will always remind me of standing at the edge of Gaudis little neighborhood in Barca w my daughter looking over the city suddenly this song came into my head and I played it for her w each of us sharing a headphone smiling that man clearly was the king of the world never heard the pron music but now I do lol couple of jew junkies holed up in a studio creating music for the ages
first time I went to Barca it was to search out all the greats like Dali, Picasso, Miro etc. so many greats from one area but then I met the great Gaudi in all his glory much more than just an architect he incorporated recycling and temperature control in his buildings I've been on the roof of Casa Mila and those turrets were meant not only for the house systems but to ward off evil I was overwhelmed by the subtle noises coming from them and the unevenness of the roof and suffered a strange vertigo found the nearest stairs and headed back down w my skin tingling and crawling it was crazy but for real these places scream of the supernatural at least they do to me
yes, im in the "aspiring to be poor" part of the american dream aka a bum if i didnt lose the previa i would probably be living down by the river having even more fun! ok i promise not to make rhymes and instead give it to you straight i used to sleep in the shed for about a year but not anymore it originally had to do with me trying to keep my dogs and cats there is a dude in a van thats been living behind the smart n final near here with his big beautiful dog his van is all spray painted with signs and warnings and other messages of different kinds everytime i see it im reminded bitterly of how i lost mine when i had to move but this guy rather live in a parking lot than give up his dogs makes me feel real good for the guy if i reveal something personal its usually buried in between a long post so that its not easily noticed or by accident because i smoked weed on an empty stomach and it went to my head and it got heavy but usually its because someone of faith and good cheer caught me by my rabbits foot and asked me directly i dont stay in the shed anymore but my stuffs mostly there i recently graduated to sleeping in a corner of the garage got me a desk and a light and an old laptop but all my books are gone well i kept one book for luck im very conservative living in a shed for a year was not something i would have difficulty getting accustomed to fortunately and unfortunately which is kinda lucky in a way if you believe in that sortiledge and arent too literal with my words like a national speller or grammar cleric when what im saying is more in the spirit of my word and not the in the technicality of my letters
too funny sitting outside reading tales of ordinary madness and set it down just now this reads like I expect the next chapter without mad jimmy or some whore staring you down
haha im sure its full of lots of twists and turns and fun adventures probably a little too high brow for me though like that faggy steely dan and other easy jazzy nerd poppy technically rock music you guys keep introducing to me that i never thought i would like back before i got old and faggy myself steely dan even has fag in the name of one of the dans this faggot shit is done gone outta hand heres some classic american hard dick music
Yesterday, I was at the Guggenheim Museum. I won't go over the iconic treasures of art and sculpture there, but architecturally, it is a spiral that increases in diameter as it goes upward! The opposite of a pyramid. As you walk up the incline of the spiral inside, all the paintings are hung slightly tilted, but because you are on an imperceptible angle yourself, they look straight! I dont know how the hell the got this thing built, but it haven't been there since 1960. When I reached the top, my acraphobia was in full old man swing but to look over is mind blowing in scope. You might get some arguments about Frank Lloyd Wright being every bit as good as Gaudi...but I get you about sharing a birthday. I sbare mine with Jake Gyllenhaal. Ad I can't quit 'im...