Monday, 17 January 2011

Steve Jobs takes third medical leave ...

... and Apple shares fall by 8 per cent in Europe. Right, let's rip this motherfucker. No, not Jobs. I mean, the story. I have so much fire in me tonight. I've just seen something that has made me incredibly angry and elated at the same time. No, not the Jobs story. Something else. The Jobs story was the next thing I saw, and I thought to myself: 'I'll write about it!' And I will! In a minute or two, a paragraph or two. The thing that made me angry (and elated) confirmed my worst suspicions of certain characters. It made me angry because I finally saw them for what they are. And at the same time I felt elated because knowing what they are has set me free from doubt. I always thought: 'No, I'm being too mean-spirited'. Or some shit like that. But I wasn't, children. I wasn't being a bad person. It makes me more determined. To do exactly what I told you I'm planning to do. (See the earlier 'FSA' post.) I don't even want to go to bed tonight. Fuck it! Bed is for squares and losers!

Second paragraph. Steve Jobs! The man is a visionary genius. I'm sure he'll bounce back. Why is everyone wetting their pants? We have got to believe in our geniuses. There are so few of us about. I found a YouTube video the other day, where Prince blows Tom Petty and Jeff Lynne and a few other buskers off the stage. Absolutely hilarious! Life is worth living for these moments. And Dhani Harrison is the only one who sees the joke. He's a good kid.

I don't want to write about Jobs no more. (Not that I have been writing about him, really.) I'm not into tech stuff. This is just going to be a free-form rave up until I get bored or run out of steam. We could be here all night!

All right. All right. All right. I'm not stupid. I am aware that this is a manic high. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, I'll probably be suicidal. But let's make hay while the sun shines! Late on a January night. That doesn't make any sense. But what does? Let's be honest. What does?

I wish I could feel like this all the time. Sure, it would be exhausting, but you can really live life when you get the fire I'm getting right now. It's in me. It's in my head. God is fire in the head! One of my favourite quotes. That Nijinsky was no fool. Oh, he knew a thing or two!

Here's something else. I really don't give a fuck if I'm the only one who's reading this post tomorrow, tomorrow, (and) tomorrow morning. Do you have any idea how liberating that is? In the morning, it could just be me, and that will be okay. I am willing to share these experiences with my children. Yes, I am! But I don't need to. Not in this mood. This is not a bitter mood. Not even an angry mood now. The anger has gone. I am a free man! Free from envy. Free from fear. Free from any negative emotion. I am love. Please understand. I am love.

Down with the atheists! Down with the socialists! Down with the life-deniers, the killers of the human spirit! Down with the sneering elite! Down with the apes! It's all love. Don't get me wrong. This is a party. Just put OutKast on, by the way. I'm feeling even better now. Speakerboxxx!

Oh, I can't believe this lyric: 'Ghosts and goblins run amok in the caverns of rhine, slinging petty corruption, the seventh sign!' Goblins!

Will this last? Going, going, gone.

I'll be back!