Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds (NSFW) (473 hits)
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Submitted by jeveux... (View user info) at 2006-12-04 09:54:07 EST
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
It was 4am and I'd never seen all the faces before. There they were, hundreds of them, with looks of pain and anguish on their faces.
"Look!" I shouted at Ryan, who slowly raises head from between his hands to look at me, glances at the painting and nods his head, before shutting his eyes again. In my excited state I don't notice Jeff looking at me with a stupid grin on his face.
"Dude," he mutters, "the bodies don't have any faces."
I show him the faces, but after I've shown him three or four he gets bored:
"Ok, I get it Owen," he says, turning his back, "that's pretty cool. It's fucked that you can see them all though. You're fucked too, and your drugs are fucked. Fuck you."
Naturally, I was covering my ears by the end of that, and he might have continued if I hadn't run shrieking from the room. I was beginning to think he was a fraud, just a fraud, and nothing but a fraud. I could see right through him, that fraudster. Maybe self-projection was a problem for him, and if it was, what was behind it? After some reflection I resolved that it was the wrong time, and that I must, wait. Waiting, I thought, was the name of the game. But first, I had to find my glasses because the bright light was killing me. But had no glasses so I needed to get out of there. Or turn out the lights.
Meanwhile, Ryan's introspection continued at an alarming rate. When I asked him he said he was sorting through shit in his head, which made me wonder wher the shit in my head was. Had I cleansed it all out last time I ingested this terrible drug? Or had I missed some? Like a lightning bolt the thought stuck me that more shit might have accumulated since then. But where was it?
It did not take my brain long to find the shit because there wasn't much. This was a good thing but to sort it, I had to escape. The bathroom would have been the obvious choice, given my sweaty armpits, desire to shower and urge to urinate urgently, but as I watched the golden fountain sprinkle the garden below the balcony, I realised that the new location had is charm. Meanwhile my brain whirred.
At some point Jeff appeared again, but his very presence disturbed me.
"Please leave, friend," I announced, "I need two minutes alone."
He looked at the clock, and I watched him see the time. It was one minute past four in the morning.
User Reviews
Submitted by Chillax (user info) at 2006-12-04 10:10:20 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Debatable.
Lennon claims that it was named after a drawing his son saw (or drew, can't remember) in school.
On the other hand, the title does spell out LitSwD...and the lyrics are fucking tripped out.
I mean, I wouldn't want to call John Lennon a lying cocksucker or anything, but...
Submitted by Antioxident (user info) at 2006-12-04 09:58:50 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
You realize that the song Lucy in the Sky had nothing to do with LSD, right?
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-12-04 09:57:12 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
you faggot, you forgot to attach the beast porn, what a waste of a label
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2006-12-04 09:56:13 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
What the hell?