Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Today is definitely a "I would gladly sail a ship made of dead men's nails into Asgard and burn the whole fucking place down in the hopes that maybe the next world is a gentler, fairer one" sort of morning. This is why I'm not a Norse pagan; I'm on the wrong side.

singing the lyric "Rock me, Amadeus" as "Lech mich, Amadeus" because it's what HE would have wanted

fine, the follow up to the Dog Song is the MAX Song

and we say we're in love with all of it
and we say we're in love with everything
and we

oh yeah, it's time for the Dog Song!

The only dream I remember from last night, the “Boot to the Head” song got translated into Portuguese and sung by a clapping circle around a roda, since capoeira theoretically involves booting your opponent in the head. I thought this was hilarious in my dream.

I'm also now wondering whether my life is actually that bleak and in a rut as I tend to feel, or whether it's this combination of frequency and intensity, just the right buttons have been hit.

I think part of my midlife crisis or whatever is that I'm not really ready to be old because I haven't even completely figured out being a teenager yet let alone an adult, it's all been this rushed process dependent on someone else's arbitrary time scale.

apparently today's 2 AM feelings are Erik Erikson's stages of childhood development

one two three fo!

on candy striped legs the spider man comes
softly through shadows of the evening sun
stealing past windows of the blissfully dead
looking for victims shivering in bed
look out
here comes the spider man

making Christmas
making Christmas, la la la!
it's almost here and we can't wait
so drop your pants and masturbate
cause when the full moon starts to climb
we'll all sing out, it's Christmastime!
hee hee hee hee hee!

I was a little shit and responded in a public place on a furry MU* to someone sharing their AI art with

"You know, "look at this stuff I couldn't be arsed to make myself, just now" is not the draw you think it is."

should I feel bad for pissing on their joy?

if I can be a stereotype for a minute here, the thing about that Eye Train art thing

is that all the ECUs of eyes especially with the more horizontal aspect ratio

looks like storyboards for a showdown from a Sergio Leone film

*bwongs jaw harp*

I KNOW KARATE VOODOO TOO
I'M GONNA MAKE MYSELF AVAILABLE TO YOU
AH DON'T NEED NO MAKEUP AH GOT REAL SCARS
I GOT HAIR ON MY CHEST
I LOOK GOOD WITHOUT A SHIRT
I'M GONNA DRIVE ALL NIGHT GET SOME SPEED
I'M GONNA WAIT FOR THE SUN TO SHINE DOWN ON ME
I CUT A HOLE IN MY ROOF THE SHAPE OF A HEART
AND I'M GOIN' OUT WEST WHERE THEY APPRECIATE ME
GOIN' OUT WEST WHERE THEY APPRECIATE ME
GOIN' OUT WEST
GOIN' OUT WEST
GOIN' OUT WEST
GOIN' OUT WEST
WHOOOOO

ALL THE ROOTS HANG DOWN
SWING FROM TOWN TO TOWN
THEY ARE MARCHING AROUND
RIGHT UNDER YOUR BOOTS
ALL THE TRUCKS UNLOAD
BEYOND THE GOPHER HOLES
THERE'S A WORLD GOING ON UNDERGROUND
#Waits #Lyrics #Underdark

https://youtu.be/h9R8A1htFJc?si=CnB_ff1H8mSvBuER

whoa checkitout they covered the entire album

sane sane they're all insane
the fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
a cincinatti jacket and a sad luck dame
hangin' out the window with a bottle full of rain
clap hands
clap hands

I see it's time for the furry cockworship theme song again

https://youtu.be/dfe8tCcHnKY?si=eeQ-AP257L8-yHi7

*looks up, eyes reflecting green in the dim light*

come closer and see
see into the trees
find the girl when you can
come closer and see
see into the dark
just follow your eyes
follow your eyes

I hear her voice
calling my name
sounds is deep in the dark
I hear her voice
and I start to run
into the trees
into the trees

wow do I feel like shit

no edible yet, but I have tea with honey, I'm naked and listening to Clan of Xymox's cover of A Forest

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