Heaven is a chocolate bar.
Hell is no toilet paper after you shit yourself.
Pondering, early morning, as I watch The Andy Warhol Diaries, because it’s quiet in the house now; the monsters still sleeping, 5:37 AM.
I had a dream; no unity or mountain tops, no tables full of foods of all delights, just a dream, Andy was there, he told me I should make THE movie, about queer steers in Spain mocking angry young politicians.
He then told me had to go, early lunch with Ghandi. I bet you guys eat soup I say.
We both laugh. Then hug. You’ll be joining us soon, he says. Bring Spam. We’re running low.
I nodded.
By the time I write this, the world is still spinning. Jesus isn’t on the news. The world is still spinning. Jesus saves, popular tune.
Michigian to The Czar back to Portland for drinks.
Day is yet to break. Brake?
Merry Happy New Day, eat a chocolate bar, don’t shit yourself.
WANDERING WHERE I AM GOING! 