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I want to smell dark matter
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"You will be visited by three ghosts tonight," said Horse's old friend from school who he hadn't seen in twenty years. Why did he still look so young then? Oh, he had a huge bald spot that Horse hadn't noticed before. And was smoking now.
What was his name again?
"Why?" Horse asked, reasonably.
"You need to chnage your ways. It's not too late!"
Horse laughed. A genuine laugh. He could hear himself laughing. He felt mad. He was observing the laugh and feeling the laugh all at once. The duality of Horse.
"I didn't know that," said Charles Horse. He was walking through a graveyard with his bald, smoking friend from school. Oh, his friend was gone now. Horse was lost in the city again. The graveyard region of the city.
A child approached him.
"Are you the ghost of Chirstmas past?" asked Horse, guessing where this was going.
"With me," said the child. He tried to take Horse's hand but Horse pulled back. He wasn't holding a child's hand in a graveyard! Then they were watching two other children. Horse recognised this place. His old street, where he and his first friend used to sit.
They were digging a hole to China, he remembered.
"We were digging a hole to China," said the child, who sounded like an adult and now actually was an adult. "But I grew up and became me. You're still sitting on the ground digging a hole to China. CHANGE YOUR WAYS."
"Why did we think we'd be able to get to China?" asked Horse. "Stupid children. I'd never do that now. I have changed my ways. Next ghost, please."
The whole world started to shimmer. Like a transition on a tv show. He was in his bedroom. No, wrong bedroom. He was now in his current bedroom but the dream forgot to put in a transition. Dreams were lacking sometimes.
Charles Horse was lying in his bed watching Family Guy on tv. Had he woken up? He must have. He didn't remember how he got here, or why he had Family Guy on tv. He didn't like it. OH, that was the reason, wasn't it? He was so depressed, so lazy, that he'd been flipping through the channels and stopped on Family Guy because it was something he vaguely recognised. He'd left the tv on because it counted as doing something as long as the tv was on. But he didn't have the energy to watch something good. It was a token effort. He wasn't wasting his life. He really wans't!
"You're wasting your life," said the Ghost of Christmas Present, he was just Charles himself in the mirror.
"I know," said Horse. "NEXT." Nothing much changed at first. The Ghost's eyes then started to go red. Horse was still in bed, but he was eating a huge hot dog now. Rick from Rick and Morty was chopping Peter Griffin's arms off on tv. Horse started to laugh madly, then started to choke on the hot dog.
"DON'T EAT IN BED," said the Ghost. "CHANGE YOUR WAYS."
Horse couldn't stop choking. He woke up (he thought?) and he was still choking, but now his heart was beating incredibly fast too. It was a panic attack. He'd had them before. He knew how to handle them, didn't he? Stay calm. It wasn't a heart attack. Take control. He managed to slow his heart rate down. He sat up in his bed. The tv was off. He really was awake.
But why was there a half eaten hot dog lying in the bed with him?
He woke p again. His heart was doing that thing again, but he ignored it. And he realised the ghosts of Christmas present and future had basically been the same. Because there was no more change for Charles Horse. If he could go back and time he could change, but the past was the past. They did things differently then. He was Horse now and forever. An endless cycle, whether awake or asleep.
"Humbug," he said. "FUCKING HUMBUG. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Was he supposed to open his window and ask a boy what day it was? He already fucking knew.
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do you ever wonder what did JESUS want for Christmas??!?!?!?!?!
really makes you think
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when did Cliff Richard stop doing great ssongs like DEVIL WOMAN and just start singing about Jesus all the time instead?
That was when society collapsed
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H'E JUST A DEVIL JESUS
CARPENTRY ON HIS MIND
HE'S JUST A DEVIL JSUS
HE'LL GOT YOU FROM BEHIND
HE JUST WANTS TO LIVE A NORMAL FUCKING LIVE AND EAT HOT DOGS IN BED WHILE WANKING OVER MARY (THE PROSTITUTE, NO THIS MOTHER!!!!!) BUT HIS FUCKING DAD WANTS HIM TO DIE FOR YOUR SINS
AND TWO THOUSAND YEARS LATER PEOPLE DON'T EVEN BELIEVE HE EXISTED AND TYPE ABSOLUTE SHITE ABOUT HIM ON DYING INTERNET MESSAGE BOARDS
"THE SECOND COMING WILL BE BRUTAL," HE SAIS. "SO MANY DEATHS. AND THEY WILL DESERVE IT. THEY WILL ALL DESERVE IT."
JESUS RETURNS IN 2023
AND YOU WILL KNOW HIS WRATH
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happy hildiaysldsafa
happys holdidya
holappy dihod
hpapyp holddayi
hoappy
dhapp
happyd hold
hdold
happy holidays Y'ALL"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"You will be visited by three ghosts tonight," said Horse's old friend from school who he hadn't seen in twenty years. Why did he still look so young then? Oh, he had a huge bald spot that Horse hadn't noticed before. And was smoking now.
What was his name again?
"Why?" Horse asked, reasonably.
"You need to chnage your ways. It's not too late!"
Horse laughed. A genuine laugh. He could hear himself laughing. He felt mad. He was observing the laugh and feeling the laugh all at once. The duality of Horse.
"I didn't know that," said Charles Horse. He was walking through a graveyard with his bald, smoking friend from school. Oh, his friend was gone now. Horse was lost in the city again. The graveyard region of the city.
A child approached him.
"Are you the ghost of Chirstmas past?" asked Horse, guessing where this was going.
"With me," said the child. He tried to take Horse's hand but Horse pulled back. He wasn't holding a child's hand in a graveyard! Then they were watching two other children. Horse recognised this place. His old street, where he and his first friend used to sit.
They were digging a hole to China, he remembered.
"We were digging a hole to China," said the child, who sounded like an adult and now actually was an adult. "But I grew up and became me. You're still sitting on the ground digging a hole to China. CHANGE YOUR WAYS."
"Why did we think we'd be able to get to China?" asked Horse. "Stupid children. I'd never do that now. I have changed my ways. Next ghost, please."
The whole world started to shimmer. Like a transition on a tv show. He was in his bedroom. No, wrong bedroom. He was now in his current bedroom but the dream forgot to put in a transition. Dreams were lacking sometimes.
Charles Horse was lying in his bed watching Family Guy on tv. Had he woken up? He must have. He didn't remember how he got here, or why he had Family Guy on tv. He didn't like it. OH, that was the reason, wasn't it? He was so depressed, so lazy, that he'd been flipping through the channels and stopped on Family Guy because it was something he vaguely recognised. He'd left the tv on because it counted as doing something as long as the tv was on. But he didn't have the energy to watch something good. It was a token effort. He wasn't wasting his life. He really wans't!
"You're wasting your life," said the Ghost of Christmas Present, he was just Charles himself in the mirror.
"I know," said Horse. "NEXT." Nothing much changed at first. The Ghost's eyes then started to go red. Horse was still in bed, but he was eating a huge hot dog now. Rick from Rick and Morty was chopping Peter Griffin's arms off on tv. Horse started to laugh madly, then started to choke on the hot dog.
"DON'T EAT IN BED," said the Ghost. "CHANGE YOUR WAYS."
Horse couldn't stop choking. He woke up (he thought?) and he was still choking, but now his heart was beating incredibly fast too. It was a panic attack. He'd had them before. He knew how to handle them, didn't he? Stay calm. It wasn't a heart attack. Take control. He managed to slow his heart rate down. He sat up in his bed. The tv was off. He really was awake.
But why was there a half eaten hot dog lying in the bed with him?
He woke p again. His heart was doing that thing again, but he ignored it. And he realised the ghosts of Christmas present and future had basically been the same. Because there was no more change for Charles Horse. If he could go back and time he could change, but the past was the past. They did things differently then. He was Horse now and forever. An endless cycle, whether awake or asleep.
"Humbug," he said. "FUCKING HUMBUG. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Was he supposed to open his window and ask a boy what day it was? He already fucking knew.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
do you ever wonder what did JESUS want for Christmas??!?!?!?!?!
really makes you think
______________________________________
ajlasyjas
y
ryjaejhtjiwgjlijitlreilqtr89eqtrehegwuyhwitj
ehw
h
ewyt
wy
wyhwytowj___________________
g
agjoa
___________________________
when did Cliff Richard stop doing great ssongs like DEVIL WOMAN and just start singing about Jesus all the time instead?
That was when society collapsed
___________________________
H'E JUST A DEVIL JESUS
CARPENTRY ON HIS MIND
HE'S JUST A DEVIL JSUS
HE'LL GOT YOU FROM BEHIND
HE JUST WANTS TO LIVE A NORMAL FUCKING LIVE AND EAT HOT DOGS IN BED WHILE WANKING OVER MARY (THE PROSTITUTE, NO THIS MOTHER!!!!!) BUT HIS FUCKING DAD WANTS HIM TO DIE FOR YOUR SINS
AND TWO THOUSAND YEARS LATER PEOPLE DON'T EVEN BELIEVE HE EXISTED AND TYPE ABSOLUTE SHITE ABOUT HIM ON DYING INTERNET MESSAGE BOARDS
"THE SECOND COMING WILL BE BRUTAL," HE SAIS. "SO MANY DEATHS. AND THEY WILL DESERVE IT. THEY WILL ALL DESERVE IT."
JESUS RETURNS IN 2023
AND YOU WILL KNOW HIS WRATH
________________________________________________________________________________
happy hildiaysldsafa
happys holdidya
holappy dihod
hpapyp holddayi
hoappy
dhapp
happyd hold
hdold
happy holidays Y'ALL"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
