I’ve never felt More luxurious Than when I was on a newly Prescribed drug With a total body high, Coming down from mania, Still exuberant, But in a private space, In my bathroom In the ward, In a bathtub That does not fill up. So I put on the shower And I let the water hit my skin And I took bite after bite Of crisp and juicy apple slices. I was at the mental hospital Marilyn Monroe stayed in. I imagined her here in the same bath Also feeling luxurious and all sorts Of ****** up like me.
What I love about Star Trek isn’t the plots or even the characters. It’s their casual, daily use of fantastic technologies (think replicators) - for them, the ordinary. It mirrors our own banal use of magic-like wireless, google searches and air travel. We are marvelous monkeys.
I’m a teenager. I am new and agog - Jesus, I have a lot to learn. How are the many marvels that elevate our lives actually made? The millions of cars, the fuel distribution systems, our skyscrapers. Who thought of all this? We’re marvelous monkeys.
We can almost cheat death - I saw Marilyn Monroe on TV last night. It wasn't the real star - just the image of her purring sexuality. The her without the messy adopted-child neuroses, chemical dependencies, loneliness and deeper longings. But it's early days - her DNA is lying around here somewhere. We’re marvelous monkeys.
what an amazing world we've made - not perfect - but not too bad - for monkeys.
With a little bit of bleach and a rounded xss they think they can be Marilyn Monroe but never strive high enough to **** a JFK, instead they're down on their knees for a Trump refreshing their Instagram.
It's 12:03am on a Tuesday morning And all I can think about Is what it would be like, If I were Marilyn Monroe, And you were JFK. If we were closeted lovers, Or one-time pleasure seekers. If you were a *******; If I were a *** symbol. If we could be anything more than Friends. Acquaintances. Strangers... It's 12:07am and you're probably sleeping, Arms wrapped around your Jackie O. And I know I keep saying I don't need you, But this ceiling fan is ****** company, And ****, do I want you.