Wednesday 15 August 2007

Alright you fuckers? CM here, watching you from beyond the grave. Nah, just joking, I'm not watching all of you. I've got better things to do with my time. Trying to perfect my top-spin serve at the moment and its looking pretty sharp. I destroyed Lenin the other day in straight sets, he's fucking wank at ping-pong.

I do have a little look down at the old place every now and again though and it looks a fucking mess from up here let me tell you. What the fuck are you doing man? You're really doing a good job of fucking things up. Wouldn't have happened under Communism but I'm not bitter, the afterlife's too short eh? You've no idea how strange everything looks from a distance, the trouble with you live 'uns is you get caught up in all the little stuff. Your house, your neighbours, your job, your friends. Ever stop to look at it all the fucking context of the Universe. You live on a tiny planet in an insignificant galaxy of a Universe too enormous in terms of space and time to fully comprehend. You are nothing in the context of space, not even a speck on a dot on a spot on a gnat's fucking balls. You spend your entire lives pissing into the void, hoping to fill it with enough piss to float you across to the other side. But you can point your little todger into that chasm, alongside the past, present and future of all humanity, all with their little todgers out in a line, and you can piss and piss and piss until your balls run dry and it still won't make a blind bit of difference to the void. That's the thing about voids, very difficult to fill.

Oops, there's me going on one again. I used to get all worked up a bit like this when I was a student but that's all behind me now. I've got better things to do with my time now. Lenin wants a rematch.