Kaleidescopic Thoughts on the Precipice (664 hits)
Category: Sound & MusicRating: 1.45 on 21 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by S.I. Co. Semen (View user info) at 2007-03-21 08:59:33 EDT
It was the rooftop of my apartment building, some 16 stories up in the middle of city and there I was sat perched on the edge, smelling the air and taking in the sights. Birds, sitting in the atrium that I subpoenaed the landlord with a petition of 182 of 214 residents signing, were singing their hearts out basking in the sun. The sun was looking to take it's 10 hour hiatus around the other side of the world and as it was closing up shop and I stared head long right at the heart of it.
The orange gelatinous walls closed in around me and I started feel the warmth seep through my skin like the millions of my cells had just saluted their master. I was being saturated with this jell-o and it was as if I was encapsulated in a giant mold, minus the cut up bananas, whole grapes, pieces of pineapple, and other fruits, strawberries perhaps. It was starting to harden, liquid yet, and I could see the bubbles slowly coming to halt where they would be cemented in eternity or at least until they were eaten.
I was beginning to fade into a nap but it was a nasty nap, the one where my nerves are shot and as soon as my eyelids fell victim to the impending gravity my body lurched rigid and upright as if I thought I was falling. I hate that feeling, the feeling of death approaching, the startling realization that it was coming to an end, and I smiled drearily, only to realize that I'm still sitting right where I left off.
I didn't want to see the gelatin eaten. Instead, I pulled my hands out of my pockets and reached right to the wall of my capsule, slowly, assuredly creeping into the bubble that was almost frozen. My world became a styrene concoction of paisleys, argyles, rampant mother of pearl, and shimmering effects tinged with the rays of a golden apricot.
It carried me up into the upper echelons of the mold and when I looked down on the perch where I was restlessly sitting my vision was skewed. Due to the air pocket I was sitting in and the wall of gelatin surrounding me, and that perch looked like it was the best spot ever I mourned frenetically. I wanted badly to be jettisoned from this seal, to be back where I am..I am..I am.
I pulled a pocket knife out of my left, front pocket and began stabbing at the bubble I was trapped in, jumping and kicking at the same time. It was too late, the gelatin was chilled, the sun setting now turned my jell-o formation into a torpid pile of molded celibacy. I no longer fought it, I just wished for the brave and brilliant return of the haze.
The hues were taking their effect; I shivered, clattered my teeth, convulsed and wondered....wondered if I made the right decision. Should I have grown that fond of something as wonderful as the sunlight? Should I have emasculated my die hard ability to become emotionally attached? Should I have let this get so out of hand? I don't think I could help it, to be honest.
I was a lode driving straight for the ore, or was it the other way around? It didn't matter. It doesn't matter. I've got 7 more hours until that beautiful, magnificent, grandiose, splendiferous, meretricious, ostentatious sphere graces me with its presence and I can't wait, not by choice anyway. I'm forced to wait.
User Reviews
Submitted by sage104 (user info) at 2008-10-08 10:41:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Excellent.
Submitted by icarus1987 (user info) at 2007-11-27 12:43:12 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Hi, I'm Simon the emo redneck fag, and I like to use big words to make my inbred little thoughts seem more abstract and artsy. Please shoot me in the face.
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2007-09-22 20:24:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by ShapeShifter (user info) at 2007-09-22 19:26:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
What an awesome post!
Submitted by Fey (user info) at 2007-07-20 14:58:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You could use some editing/proofreading, but I liked the feeling in it. I assume you meant it to be completely indecipherable to the reader, that the only thing we take away with us is imagery and our interpretation, and that shtick normally annoys me but you did it well. (And none of the whatsits on my list, so props to you.)
Submitted by Tracer0351 (user info) at 2007-03-26 12:26:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by lechuza (user info) at 2007-03-22 10:50:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
mmm jell-o
Submitted by GetNakeddd (user info) at 2007-03-22 10:38:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:13:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Agreed below. If I write seriously, no matter the quality or length, or anything that anyone bitches I don't get the criticism. It's just "Simon isn't fucking around today....moving on." I hate that. Want to play hide the wash line in your snatch?
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Well if you become known for shenanigans and bullshit, no one is going to take you seriously, really. You can't have it both ways.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-03-21 13:45:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by ICO (user info) at 2007-03-21 13:16:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 because I'll be doing Equadorian Mushrooms in four days. Legally. God I love living in Holland.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:43:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I believe what you are referring to are actually anal beads which can be quite exquisite. There is also a set of vibrating beads/balls on a continual electric line that girls use to fill their orifice but the thought of a wire exposing itself just doesn't sit too well with me.
Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:28:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I think I saw a 'Specialist' video once with something similar, but it had beads on it. She did put up a brave show though; respect.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:23:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Actually, Drogo, I was thinking about manually feeding the washline with clothes attached right in to the vajayjay bajiner knot and seeing how far I can get it in.
Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:16:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:13:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Agreed below. If I write seriously, no matter the quality or length, or anything that anyone bitches I don't get the criticism. It's just "Simon isn't fucking around today....moving on." I hate that. Want to play hide the wash line in your snatch?
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Hell I rate both shenany-wotsits and stories.
What is the wash line game? Is that something to do with a tampon?
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:13:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Agreed below. If I write seriously, no matter the quality or length, or anything that anyone bitches I don't get the criticism. It's just "Simon isn't fucking around today....moving on." I hate that. Want to play hide the wash line in your snatch?
Submitted by GetNakeddd (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:11:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
the sad thing about these posts of yours is that no one bothers to rate them. they just read and move on. you are obviously better at shenaynays
Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2007-03-21 11:04:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I had a Kaleidescope once; I can't remember what happened to it but I loved it, well until I got bored with it after about 5 minutes.
good
Submitted by moneyshotforyou (user info) at 2007-03-21 10:54:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I had a colideskope onse.
Submitted by rorrim (user info) at 2007-03-21 09:43:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Kaleidoscope worlds, of purple and green,
lapis lazuli and aquamarine...
(from: kaleidoscope worlds,xynn)
Submitted by Daccory (user info) at 2007-03-21 09:28:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Honesty below.
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Lucid writing. A bit disconnected but enjoyable in it's abstraction. I couldn't shake the idea that this was an account of someone dropping acid on a rooftop.
Submitted by zakalwe (user info) at 2007-03-21 09:16:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I am truly sorry for your intelligence, or lack thereof