stupefied
freak_of_the_week
Enter
into
the
unknown
and
stumble
toward
the
shiny
things
.
Bump
into
the
sharp
things
no
sense
no
brainpower.
Staring
blankly
at
the
amazing
and
all
powerful
void
.
Wonder
into
a
land
of
black
trees
,
streets
,
cars
,
air
...
and
sudenly
the
lights
come
on
the
colors
come
flooding
back
like
some
twisted
paint
waterfall
,
all
time
has
been
lost
...
010824
...
Nana
In
the
land
of
fairies
cleverness
will
get
you
far
.
We
all
occasionally
do
stupid
things
.
010824
...
unhinged
i'm
so
scared
that
i'm
having
a
hard
time
breathing
.
i
don't
want
to
spend
two
years
there
without
you
.
i
can't
.
i
just
can't
.
i
could
barely
spend
two
years
there
with
you
.
when
i
was
a
child
i
would
have
to
fall
asleep
with
the
closet
door
shut
so
nothing
could
jump
out
at
me
from
the
darkness
.
for
the
first
time
in
my
life
i
really
have
nothing
to
write
that
can
help
me
.
i
used
to
come
here
and
write
and
say
things
in
exact
ways
and
it
helped
me
get
away
from
all
the
echoing
inside
my
head
.
there_is_nothing_here
;
not
a
thing
to
explain
this
.
i
am
so
terrified
of
myself
that
i
would
rather
sit
here
worrying
about
my
credit
card
bills
and
playing
cribbage
with
my
father
and
all
those
other
mindless
things
that
make
me
forget
why
i
can't
stand
to
be
in
the
same
room
with
my
mind
.
yes
,
there
will
be
the
critics
that
read
this
and
say
'
oh
god
...just
another
pathetic
whiner
of
blather
bitching
and
bitching
and
bitching
and
not
doing
a
goddamn
thing'
fuck
you
.
if
i
had
the
money
i
could
fix
this
.
i
could
move
away
from
all
of
their
incessant
bullshit
.
i
could
hire
a
real
shrink
to
help
me
empower
myself
;
i
could
do
a
million
things
if
i
had
the
fucking
money
.
right
. *
smirk
*
have
you
ever
reflected
on
something
so
horrible
that
it
made
you
cry
?
i
saw
a
color
photograph
in
the
art
museum
in
milwaukee
from
vietnam
and
i
can
still
see
it
in
my
mind
.
when
i
first
saw
the
picture
,
i
thought
that
it
was
so
horrible
that
i
had
to
remember
it
forever
and
i
sat
in
front
of
it
for
a
good
minute
longer
then
everything
else
i
was
casually strolling
by
and
engraved
it
in
my
mind
.
i
still
remember
part
of
a
paraphrase
of
the
caption
that
went
with
it
.
something
about
how
after
vietnam
they
didn't
let
photographers
on
battlefields
because
they
were
getting
hurt
too
.
the
faces
of
war
are
horrible
things
to
see
in
color
photographs
.
010824
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
