Day 2

The Oracle stared at him from across the empty road; each of the tattoos on his neck almost seemed to glow with a light just on the edge of our visible spectrum. He had seen this man several times before and none of this felt like a surprise. Suddenly the Oracle opened his mouth. As the Oracle did the rest of the world seemed to get a little fainter and a little further away. The seer's tattoos were throbbing with that invisible light as he spoke.

"You will meet a girl, to the East, traveling as far as you but for a much different reason. She will lead you where you need to go. Do not fear her for she will hold sway over you."

He didn't even attempt to respond, he nodded knowing that the Oracle would say no more. With that the Oracle walked away, leaving him to his truck and small breakfast of bread and tea. He blinked a couple times blankly at the sun before gulping down his tea and discarding his bread the waiting black birds, who fought over it viciously. He got into his truck and turned the key. The truck started with no problem.

"Well that seems like as good of start as any for today." He said as he pulled out towards CA-44 East. "Looks like I should keep my eyes open."

Somewhere between the middle and the end.

There they sat on the tail gate of the pick-up, it had been a long night but one could hardly tell through the crispness of his suit and the smile she wore as she sipped her mocha vente with an extra shot of espresso from the small coffee shop down the street. They both were reading part of the newspaper. He, of course, had the comics section, and was lightly chuckling at the likes of Dilbert and Garfield. She was looking for what might be the cutest animal in the classified section.

"Let's get this bullet out of my arm." He said as he folded up the funnies. "It's starting to hurt again."

She stretched, folded up the tail gate, and proceeded to climb into the passenger seat. "Will they ask questions?"

She lit up her cigarette and smoked it out the window as they drove towards the Sonora Community Hospital 30 miles down the road.

The almighty return of Nothing

Jeez, it seems like it's been forever and a half since the last time I've posted, and quite honestly, if forever was a month, that statement would be 100% true. But for now lets pretend that I'm not dead and I will post between now and the end of time, and hopefully more then once or twice. I'm talking like 4 times.

So yes, yes, and yes. I honestly don't know. I don't even feel like posting all that much. I'm just here to kill some time and kittens. Well not that last part. Because you really can't kill time, it's a non-physical entity. You can bash clocks all you want but it won't change a thing. You can also slow it down, but to do that you'd have to approach the speed of light. Which is kinda hard to achieve, kinda annoying too, but that's for later.

I guess I haven’t posted more because I have a jub and less free time to think and get depressed and artistic and shit. And then the times I do get depressed I have a wonderful girlfriend who I can just think about and get in a much better mood. And like so many tortured artists, love and happiness do not mix with the poetry some call death, and others call inter-webular-emotion-spills-that-no-one-cares-about.

I leave you to think and care about anything.