Cobblestones require cleaning. (504 hits)
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Submitted by orph (View user info) at 2008-10-28 12:26:37 EDT
In the last few minutes I've been told to trust in a self-righteous suicide, asked why repeatedly, and opined that when fighting crime, I may need a partner such as Lois Lane or Jimmy Carter.
One flag, flag number one - the ear-phones are no longer of the in-ear variety. My inner lobe has fused with the silicone rubber to open yet another chapter in the stop-start novel that is human-cyborg pioneering.
I form a circuit, a closed feedback loop. The battery charges when I sleep, and feeds me when I wake. The music, the noise, the vocals and bass lap the warm wet outer membrane of my brain.
Every aural sensor now has only one input, one overwhelming, unending humming boom that continually plunges me into audio heaven, and rips me upwards to sonic hell.
I'm surrounded and alone. Cars crash, trees sacrifice themselves to the wind, women are defiled and men broken back into dust, yet I know nothing of it. I am deaf and blind and can see and hear, but the plastic-metal box controls all. It hangs with the weight of a dragging corpse in my pocket; the leads have infused into the skin of my arms and chest, wrapped like tendrils, pulling me apart from the inside as they hold me together.
It regulates heart beats, and forces air to replenish the lungs. I can be jostled and kicked, screamed at and pummelled. Or can I? Nothing registers; nothing adds the needed blip on the radar to signify presence.
To discover, or not to discover? I want you all to tell me the name of my DJ. On the count of three. Show us what ya got. You're not alone. You can't hide and you can't run. Bass in ya face London.
Parents rent their hair in frustration, as loved ones scream and cry into the night. Authority figures call down orders from above and below; social commentators shake their heads and cluck their tongues. All the while the music rumbles and spits above it all, rolling and crashing, drowning and consigning all protestations and lamentations to the silence that surrounds me.
So, if you're looking for a new mp3 player, I wouldn't go past the new Sony.
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Submitted by SilvrWolf (user info) at 2008-10-31 11:26:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by woolfe (user info) at 2008-10-29 04:24:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-10-29 02:13:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Didn't read this
I just think yer a dick.
Suck it, el smugo.
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-28 19:47:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-10-28 13:06:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Is it weird that I don't have an iPod or, in fact, any kind of portable music-playing device?
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Not really, it is incredibly uninteresting, however.
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-10-28 15:39:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Not on here much but when I do pop on, I miss not seeing you around.
Although you did start getting a little weird and bitter a few months back...
Merry Christmas!!
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2008-10-28 15:13:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Replen (user info) at 2008-10-28 14:25:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by rubbermaid (user info) at 2008-10-28 13:14:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice. http://www.ubersite.com/m/82523
I always enjoy your stuff.
SHHHH, don't tell anyone.
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-10-28 13:06:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Is it weird that I don't have an iPod or, in fact, any kind of portable music-playing device?
Submitted by MudWhistle (user info) at 2008-10-28 13:05:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
you know....I bought the noise canceling headphones from Bose....best thing every...I mean it.
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-10-28 12:37:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-10-28 12:34:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Duly noted.