So I bought a bottle of Chivas Regal because I've seen a lot of empty bottles and boxes but never tasted it and it just goes to my head like any whisky, it can bring on an initial euphoria but one must pace oneself if you don't want to get head-spinning drunk. So what is heaven? Perhaps the opposite of hell, perhaps we need to mix the two perhaps we need to shake the cocktail maybe earthliness is the closest we can get to heaven or hell. "It frightens me the awful truth of how sweet life can be", and I can't handle life at all without some personal god. There has to be children in heaven, I mean we have them here and it is not possible for any heaven to be without kids it seems to me. What else can one adore? Those cherubim those podgy kids that fly about around god. I have a feeling that to see god is to see the Elephant Man I sense him in my lucid dreams lurking behind me, I dare not turn and look, too hideous. But he sometimes appears in front of me as a loyal dog or puppy, or just a man. "If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise just remind me to show you the scars." Life is all about getting scarred, circumcision scars, emotional scars, boy-loving scars, never be afraid to pick off the scabs. Let it bleed, let your heart bleed, it bleeds for you. peterkins~ |