The Beauty of the Moon Shines through a dirty puddle.

I was just taking my evening walk and I saw the moon through a filthy puddle on the side of the road. It almost looked more majestic when the refraction of light hit off the puddle then into my eyes. It was magnificent. I wish you could have been there. I just got home from watching Borat. It was intense, it really hit home. Even though it was a mocumentary about everything American or Anglo-American it rang true. Everything he made fun or was true, it was no lie. Church, Gangsters, Pamela Anderson, and Ice Cream. That's about all america is. I wish Stephan Grappelli was American, damn the French for their good Jazz.

I am pushing foward and pushing myself to the edge, it's getting closer I can feel it. The fun police are gonna charge their way out of my synaptic action and consume me. It's taking everything I have to keep them in there place, even though my 3 personalities are fighting them off, I know one them has already been shot in the gut and he is dying a slow death, it's taking the other two everything they have to fight off the police. Soon the gut wound will heal and I'll be better to move on. I think it will just take a good nights rest then I should be getting back in fighting health, until then I will sleep. Good night world.