we could have a lame middle ground that gains some visceral traction for a hot second all for a cash flow injection refunneling system into retirement to keep me at the desk developing a third arm how bad i want that third arm
names and faces of people who did something to you staying the course searching for the light digging around in the dark going deeper they knew you were out there developing the eyes sensitive enough to see you grey on grey call it something else call it anticular in an ocular world we are feeling antennae receptor feelers placing not enough zappa in my life bring the zap back into this life the hard way to broadway
the hungry hungry masochists hungry for something bigger something greater up there with jesus in a big purple chair take one and run it through the machine see what comes out
i want to know but it is only this desire to know that gives this waking nightmare any relief and pleasure whatsoever
that way danielle closed the door to the bedroom i do not think i had ever seen a bedroom door closed before we sat across from each other with the single bed between us on the bed the board snakes and ladders rolling dice laughing and playing sometimes danielle would go quiet staring at me if a pretended not to notice and continued with the game careful not to look directly this staring would last some time otherwise she would come back to the laughter like out of a trance i once noticed her hand shaking as it reached for the tumbler and collected up the dice a double six knocking over her piece on the board a trembling hand brought the piece back in play struggling to recuperate the dice danielle let out a tiny yelp as my hand brushed her arm in a motion to drop the dice into the tumbler cupped within her hand once more out spilled a double six in order to avoid repetition i went to move her piece on her behalf and at the instant where our hands met over the piece a short static shock immediately her hand shot back disappearing on the other side of the bed i looked over to danielle to apologise but i was stopped by her eyes looking straight back into my own her mouth fell a little open and i could hear her breathing she slumped forward her face fell into the bed covers and muffled a whimper
i suppose you simply have to define your terms what is mind and what is soul and will you want to use them as synonyms or separate distinct entities syntactic similarity memetic difference