28 Jul 07 7:05 am
Operation Mindcrime

Then we are vampires feeding off others energies. We need a lover to distract us from our self, we need Linsay Lohan to grow her pinky nail really long and crash a car into a poodle, we need celebrities failures to make us feel better about our selves,

and if Vampariah comes up to Montreal, we go out to see him to see if he is the real deal.

Yes he did 4 cartwheels in a row on Mont Real, yes he ran 7 balls in his first billiard game and then tried missing the 8 in Montreal, and yes he was all that in the Cock and Bull. When my companion was asked if I was always like that he said yeah, the boy never grew up.

I go by Picassos motto, to be young at any age.

Sometimes I wonder if I act out because I have a crowd watching, whom I know are there to save me from Hell, all of them, I wonder how does Montreal know who I am? I know NYC knows me, down to the blind man who senses my goodness, but forgets the fiver I gave him to eat wityh but he got drunk with.

And no, I am the same as I was then, at 16, if you put me in a car, cops ain't gonna catch me now or then, I hustle in pool with all the tricks, and I spin in circles better than Michael Jackson because he is looking at the crowd while I do not and thus I spin better.

I have always been this way, and Zack said so, I did beat them in flip flops when he crossed Brooklyn bridge, he saw the last play beating them in basketball... in flip flops.

Now shoe designers are screwed because all of New York City wears flipflops.

It is not an act, at a party I was hilarious, my mind just works that way natural, because I was not resurrected, I was not reincarnated, I did not come from a Viking long ago, I never existed before. I was wrong, I was a new born with no tic, with no terrets syndrome, I was not born again, there is no way to be pure having come from hell, to wander in a world where everyone has their secrets and I had none, it was only natural that I was natural.

I thank the masses of the people who have difficulty adapting to the hand they were dealt at birth, but you have life people, you are all complex souls who knew it all, and watch me instead rock the joint wondering why I rock the joint alone, someone anyone grab my hand I love you all.

My roomate is spanking his girl now. But the Yankees lost last night.