Kevorkian Logic

A Slightly Manic Monday

Red letter writing on the ceiling
It must be a message of divinity
Whispers heard so silently
Hush don’t tell anybody
A psychic told me yesterday
That I was going to foresee my essence
She said my omniscience
Would reveal my divine destination
And the significance of my being

Grinning with a dazzling smile
I know they all are watching me
A charming seductress in disguise
Woo me with your silent eyes

Moments caught in lightening
I can catch a falling star
I’d have a piece of heaven then
To tuck inside this hurried mind

Hilarity is catching
I seem to be chatting too much
It doesn’t matter if it’s frenzied and swift
It doesn’t make a difference
I understand the master plan

Everything is delightful, everything is cool
Sensations are so intoxicating
I’m over run with joy
The earth is so inviting
It all makes perfect sense

They’re flying kites in the park today
I think I will be on my merry way
The clouds are speaking out to me
In a secret celestial illustrations

Every sound is supercharged
Everything is connected
The single, sweet note of a robin's call
Reverberates through my body
It's a shame they can't hear what I do.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

sleepy jack

"Woo me with your silent eyes"

I really don't like the word woo, I was going to suggest changing it to charm but you said charming the line prior. But thats completely preference.

"Red letter writing on the ceiling"

Writing in blood makes me think of a cheesy horror movie.

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Kevorkian Logic

It's not blood, when i'm manic I often hallucinate all sorts of things, and it's usually in red, orange, and yellow.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

skindredluver

I think it was alright but like crowquill said woo is weird

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Let them live in the stillness and know the flame. They will loose all and give all..

Boys are like lava lamps: fun to look at but not so bright

Coffee, chocolate and men, some things are just better rich

Kevorkian Logic

I like quirky words.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

ItsRed

Yep, me too. The inflection sells it. Woo is both denotative of seduction and a exclamation (onamontapia) of joy. It can be phrased in a way that's very gratifying to hear.

Like most lines and overall 'unbearable lightness of omniscience.'

I also have hallucinated words, extremely rare, but always block type caps and black.

Kevorkian Logic

I'm glad someone else has an affinity for words like that.

I've never heard of anyone hallucinating words in black block type, but everyone I know (like 2 people) who have hallucinated words see it in the ROYGBIV spectrum. It's interesting how you see the words.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

ItsRed

Only happened twice that I recall. Both time the words stretched across most of my field of vision, they were translucent, so not really black, but not any solid color, I guess dark would be a better description.


One was TRUDGE.

The other, ATTRITION.

Not sure of font, very block like though.

I've always wondered if it was a form of synesthesia, or similiar to the aural, or visual looping that can create deja vu. Where the mind gets overstimulated to the point it stops processing the stimulus it's taking in and then drops it on your consciousness at a more convenient time.

Think it's normal. Well, for highly advanced people.

Kevorkian Logic

translucent sounds more familiar.

Even though I've hallucinated words a fair amount of times, I only remember 3 i've seen them. The only reason I know i've seen it more than 3 times is because I write down a lot of what i'm thinking or seeing in various notebooks when i'm in my overstimulated state. And only later, when i'm calm, do I go and find the notebooks and see what interesting thing my mind and body was up to. It gets scary sometimes when I get in that state, because i've called people and had conversations with them that I don't remember.

I probably just freaked you out, i'm sorry.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

ItsRed

Doesn't freak me out at all, reading Dark Circle lyrics on the other hand....

It just makes me think you are smart and sensitive to stimulus, like these lyrics --

To tuck inside this hurried mind

Sensations are so intoxicating

Every sound is supercharged
Everything is connected
The single, sweet note of a robin's call
Reverberates through my body


I'm sure it's a blessing and curse, there's so much 'noise' from marketing elements saturating our enviornment it must be like subjecting your eyes and ears to sandpaper just turning on the t.v. sometimes.

Have you read J.D. Salingers' Nine Stories? It's been forever and all the stories are great, but I think it's in Teddy (the last) where he's talking about this realization he has while his sister is drinking milk that's really beautiful. An understanding of how everything is connected that you might appreciate.