Jimmy Vegas

Another time in another place, I wasn't there so where could i have been when the world isn't now. Why is it so bad to die when it evokes no emotion to have never existed at all? Mindless meaninglessness and nothingness was before my conscious cameo appearance in this world of a stage production where i'm the main character and no one sees me till it's the end and the curtains drop :enter jimmy: [feverishyl] Why hello there! Its a great day, and tomorrow, as you know, this day will never come again so let your life fall away seconds at a time that stream off into that prescribed nothingness that disappears before your very eyes :exit stage right: this world is always on vibrate constantly sensitive and full of alertness to a dull dial tone that upholds no lies because no one will ever be on the other line. I love every second of it, every last flash of film screening in a dark theater of my head playing the story of my life to an existence that won't have these hands to type with one day and my eyes will fall away but I'll still see.