shipped out and lost
Bled Welder
bledwelder at gmail.com
Wed Sep 26 20:55:01 CDT 2012
This just happened, and do you know what, I wonder is it didn't just happen
to you too. Such and such occurs. I can read and think philosophy all day
long, it comes the same. There is but one thing: *something is happening*.
I've not watched the tube in quite a while; before then forget about it, I
watched, I knew the shows, still do, you know, you dig, it's all the same
right, so but circumstances have tossed me into a place where I had to sit
and consume, at long range and high velocity, and what approaches, I want
nothing more of this, I don't know if you do this too, I don't mind
people-who-watch, it's cool man, I can dig it, I really can, watch morning
noon and night sorta thing, fuck it, because you know what, as dumb as shit
is there's still not, I mean, there's something about *human*, there is
something going toward, like a dog, they're so, weirdly, *intelligent*, you
know? that even the worst whit on tv, it has a slight essence to it, that
is, more, than, what escapes it's mass divided by its darkness squared.
There came a tune between the show, which was yes, call me a bitch all you
want, so what, so what, so I just *happened* to sit down and appease my
gueasts with television watching right as something *quasi* advanced came
on (as we gnawed our cardboard pizza), something, it was high energy and so
easily blown off, it was a commercial for a film coming up, it was, wasn't
it, Val Kilmer and Al Pacino and they we'rent *in the ad* sucking dick but
with all the fire and explosions and all there was left one thing to the
ad--it's title. Which was, which is: ARGO.
I inquired with my companion, my jailer, "Why Argo?"
First, get this, this is a person *who loves commercials*. It's the best
part of tv for her. "Why Argo?" though, she said, "What?" She *didn't see
it*.
Then who is it for? You? Me? I asked her this, after
explaining--quickly, as in, between commercials sorta quick--and she,
remember she *didn't see it*, even though she was looking right at it, she
said, "Well, how do you think they explain that to people then?"
But. But. But. They *just did*. Explain it to you. It's the *Argo*,
baby.
But. Why? Why is this happening? What does it mean? *Ultimately*, who
were Jason and his Argonauts, and what, 2500 years *prior*, was the *arq*
...?
What's the word?
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