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SAVAGE AWAKEN
by
Vendegoryou were dreaming of me
last night
of giving me a blowjob
maybe standing
possibly laying
i was dreaming
of me
watching us
watching me
miles away i was dreaming
of the same room
then the mobile ringed
then a door slammed
then a sparrow flew
then somebody laughed
and it was morning
BLUES
by Florin Hulubei
In the mornings I drink my coffee with Andalusian rum
Vertiginous parades pass along the New York streets,
Black people, blackberry, black coffee, black blues
On sidewalks, into ad-hoc paradises, the concrete itself gapes.
Rain, like some chords, irritating and ceaselessly hits
The passers hurrying to their annoying jobs
The corner beer factory black porter's woman loves
Her child, preparing him some crispy tartines.
The captains from harbors are sick of the violet frigates and they talk
Of sad treasures, left by the cruel Jamaican pirates,
On the sea-front, so faintly bleached by the blue sun beams,
Palms rich in leaves get pale, shadowing matinal cormorants.
In the coffee with rum I drown chipply my four-legged winks,
Waiting for cigarettes with a flavor of liquor of dreams,
Bitter and irascible leadlike notes are still flowing along guitar chords,
Fading away in a declaration of love verbal glimpse.
In the mornings I drink my coffee with Jamaican rum,
Pale and sad students are passing on the streets of Bucharest
White people, white feathers, white coffee and cream,
The concrete gets colored light-green, in the actresses’ eyes
EIN HAUCH VON WAHNSINN
by
RauschallIch kann nicht einfach aufhören zu denken
oder kannst du einfach auhören zu lieben?
Ich bin ein Wrack.
Viele beschissene Dinge
musste ich mitansehen
die mich prägten.
Unwohlsein
und innere Gestörtheit.
Wo ist der Sinn?
Was ist sinnlos?
Armselig
und in eine Ecke gedrängt.
Aufdringlich
in hoffender Hoffnungslosigkeit.
Ich schütte mein Leid vor allen aus
möchte jede Frau lieben
sie als rettende Hand sehen.
Wie naiv und blind.
Ach ja?...jA??...JA???
Gib mir einen Gegenstand
um den Spiegel zu zerschlagen
um mich zu erschlagen
Wenn ich dann in einer Lache liege
aus meinem gedankenverseuchten Blut
und der widerliche Strom nicht enden will
Wenn alles aus mir rausfließt
und ich endlich leer bin
dann bin ich frei.
EDITORIAL:
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...was yesterday.
It was my friend James' 19th birthday.
Me, him, and his girlfriend went out to eat at a very good seafood place...walked across the beach...and then went to his place.
And that's where the real fun happened.
We took shrooms.
I took 4 grams, they took 2 each.
It was, without a doubt, the greatest thing I've ever experienced.
We took them about 5:30...popped in a Radiohead DVD, and about half way through, I started to feel it.
That was about 6:15, I'd say.
I started to see the walls moving...bright colors too...
Really bright...then really dark...
The whole trip was just a whirlwind of colors.
I felt like I was a hippie in the '60s.
It took James and Val awhile longer to feel it...and they weren't seeing colors at all.
The whole trip they just saw stuff moving.
I guess it was because I took a lot more.
Whenever we started to laugh though, we couldn't stop.
It was great...I love my friends.
I was afraid I was gonna have a bad trip too, cause I wasn't used to James' trailer...it was my first time being there, so yeah.
But to my surprise, I adjusted to my surroundings, and the whole trip was nothing but ace.
I popped in Pink Floyd: Live At Pompeii somewhere around this time...
We weren't watching it, but just had turned up loud for some good background music.
If you've seen Live At Pompeii before, then you should know that's pretty much the best background music ever.
We went outside for awhile...
I'm not sure they were feeling it then, but for me, the sky was pitch black (it was daytime), and the grass was bright red.
I kept on feeling like I was wet, and like I was naked.
I asked if I was, and James replied, "No...not yet."
If you've heard James before, then you'd know how funny that would've sounded.
James has a very distinct voice.
Anyway, we went back inside, and around shortly after, James' mom came.
James and pocketed his mom's keys by accident earlier in the day, so when his mom came, that was really...funny.
I had to hide in the back room, cause for about 15 minutes I was staring at a shoe.
He told his mom that we were really drunk, and his mom said something like "You know you could alcohol poisoning."
That when James lost it...kinda.
He was laughing a lot.
But his mom left soon after...she hadn't a clue.
Then we all got together again on the bed and just laughed our asses off.
I've never heard James laugh that way before...it was pretty funny.
I was even laughing different too.
Anyway, it pretty much continued like that for awhile.
After Live At Pompeii finished, I popped in The Wall.
I didn't really want to as much, cause I thought it was gonna bring me down...which it kinda did.
Cause if you may or may not know, The Wall is not a happy story.
Anyway, when I popped in the movie, James and Val just went in the back room for awhile.
I don't know what they were doing...probably it. lol
And then I felt alone...and that coupled with The Wall was not really too enjoyable...
But soon enough, the trip was over...
Then we all talked about it, and agreed that it was the best thing ever.
"Fuck weed, fuck coke, fuck extasy; shrooms is where it's at.", James said.
And we all agreed.
After that we waited awhile, then we left.
We went to Wal-Mart...James bought a trashcan.
Then we ate at Denny's.
Val was still tripping out, to our surprise.
Me and James were already sober.
At Denny's the service was horrible.
It took like 10 mins for them to seat us...10 mins for a waitress to come to our table...30 mins for her to bring us our food, and when she did, she spilled some of Val's food on the table...then it took her 10 mins for her to bring James some marinara sauce...
I said: "You wanna just leave?"
James: "What? Really?"
Me: "Yeah, we should. Fuck this bitch."
About 5 mins later James said: "Let's go."
It was great.
My first dine-and-dash.
The waitress was slow, and I mean that in both senses of the word.
We just rushed out of there laughing...fuck, it was awesome...
I kept on imagining the lady coming after us yelling "You fuckin' kids!!"
Hahaha, it was unbelievable.
It truly was.
Best day ever.
By far.
And if all goes well, we'll be doing shrooms again this weekend.
I love my life, I really do.
I'm thankful for all my friends, and all the adventures we get ourselves into...may it be drug-related or not.
I mean...you only live once, right?
Well...except me.
I'm a robot, so yeah...
