The Unconscious

In a real strange way, this one started out as a blog about something rather different. None of it is true (unless you count the idea of ignoring the alarm clock). I think it makes one of the things on my 'stupid things of the month' list is obvious.

The Unconscious

He could hear a faint distant beeping in the background. Quiet. Rhythmic. Soothing in an almost animate, livingly hypnotic way, and yet in an uneasy mechanical way, full of foreboding and the sense of apprehension. The smell of the darkness was particularly deep, well worn and engulfing ones consciousness like the darkness itself, intense and all consuming. His mind was clouded with a 'can't be quite certain' 'don't really care right now' kind of daze that would occur if all the
reality television were distilled and refined to it's mind numbing, neuron atrophying essence. Stupor Concentrate. Freshly brewed in one universal entertainment percolator for your prescriptive pseudoreality fix.

17 comments:

Andy Moore said...

whats up with your hyperlinks John? Got to get 'em sorted... (ie.) "In a real" simply refreshes the page, and "strange" takes you to a familiar picture... I definitely empathise with you, in regards to the jist of your post, though. Stuff.

John Sinclair said...

Nah, there is something wrong with how my template reads the HTML of the post. I'll have to fix it one day.

Andy Moore said...

But you're so busy, hey. How about you break on an un-expecting and naive world, the next great blockbusting conspiracy theory; in you next post?

John Sinclair said...

***COMMENT CENSORED BY YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD CENSOR***
Hmmm, maybe I should write about when ***** stole the rights to ******* ***** and how ******** ** needed this because ******** was dead.

Andy Moore said...

##This sensationally senseless comment censored by the incensed neighborhood censor. Due to the sensitive nature of some of it's content, it was deemed sensible to ensure a sense of decency and propriety was sensed by the readers.##

well, it's definitely an idea. Full of potential, but have you considered enlightening the exclusive few as to the real origin of the ***** ****? Maybe you could comment on the ***** nature of the ****.

John Sinclair said...

that will have to come in my memoir due later this week (gotta watch those release dates though eh).

Simon Moore said...

Hey guys cool off... not so much of the **** etc.

Becks said...

Oh my, another moore!

Simon Moore said...

ah oh you found me!!!

Becks said...

Hmmmm, so who's the oldest out of the two of you?

Andy Moore said...

Yeah, there's definitely moore where we came from...

Simon Moore said...

more and moore, whats the difference anyway.
You've seen us before. You should know.

Becks said...

I have? Where you the guys who came to lunch? After Church?

Simon Moore said...

Too right!

Becks said...

Ah ha!!! The red-heads!

John Sinclair said...

yes, the Ginger Ninjas

Becks said...

Oh i see!!! Lol gotcha