Magdaline wanted to be a wallflower, but she was too brilliant for that. Magdeline wanted so much to belong, but she was too tangled with the past. Magdeline wanted to be something more, but she scrutinized her weakness. Magdeline wanted to be a gold lioness, but she believed in her meakness. Magdeline wanted something she wasn't, a life can't be lived in imagination. Magdeline never felt at home, oh no, she was not content, but hell-bent on living why and not what can I do now? Magdeline was hung by the fantasy, she lost touch with the earth. She swung like a chandelier for all that's worth. She seeks salvation from the world, but she can't peirce the facade of self-stagnation. Magdeline wants to be loved like a train wants a station. Go on home Magdeline and look inside yourself, not to the past, not to the self-portrait, not to your family or friends, preconcieved notions or tortures, not to beginnings and ends. Look deep inside and ground yourself, us beings of feelings tend towards stealings of being where we belong; here and now.

Was that just full of crap? Is it me or do I sound like the most self-righteous, pretentious git ever? Cuz I feel like that more often then I wish. Well, I begin my 3-day detox fast today with fast buddies Mr. Rob Thomson and Ms. Cece Timek. I worry they will flake out, but not me. I am way less flaky then buttermilk biscuits!! I need to keep the physical activities on the downlow during the fast. Last time I fasted, I was in LA and I walked for hours upon end and ended up almost passing out everytime I stood up. I am not the most practical person my parents ever made. Well, it is 10:19 and I need to shower and start making a mixed tape. OOOOOO, how exciting it is to be me, you can see it is time well spent, I never rant or vent, I just allow the steam to blow through me like open doors and windows in Fords, like smoke up through the roof, a billow here and a wisp there, here a Ray there a Ray everywhere I stay stay, blah blah blah blah blah, I am retarded.

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