Can’t wait for them to scoop it out blues

The body is a drag. it sucks. lazily, ineptly moving around. depressingly slow, desparungly awkward.

that's why I'm yanking 'myself' out, the moment I can. the age of tissue and bone as an integral part of what it is to exist must and WILL come finally to an end!!

Once all that flesh gets cut away, and fed to the dogs, we shall truly realize the metaphisical destiny of our species: real metaphiscal existance. existing joyfuly without unwanted input, or need. with no pain, or hunger, feeding only on sensation and thought.

that will be something to wish for.

no more cumbersome barriers between the desire to act and fullfillment.

no more oversized thumbs , struggling to precisly touch a tiny keyboard...and failing..

no. just an endless flow of words and words. words and words, words and words. words and wirds and words and words.

we'll be so efficient in producing thoughts and articulating them flawlessly.

more words and words , words and words...

untill i'll get bored.

then I'll remember that this whole 'mind over matter' crap, this dubious distinction between matter and essence, brain and organs, body and soul, was brought to us by backward, ignorant hacks who lived thousands of years ago. 'thinkers' that were so completely obssessed with finding definitions and reasoning out distinctions that they would be in a mental asylum, if they were living today.

integration, goestalt, complexity, was something they shrugged off.

no. enough. no nore of those bozos. time to finally ACCEPT the inseperable and just try to survive and grow , despite limitations to knowing and existing.

maybe touch up the article before I post, for a change..