[Warning: This is a long one, since the music videos are integral to this piece. I recommend that you read this only if you have some time to spare. I also recommend turning on the subtitles if they are available]
First off: the news
Without all the smoke and mirrors;
With some splendid views
And a bunch of crazy costumes
(You’re on, Deloraine)
We’ll be right back after a message from our sponsors
(Our sponsor is Smear Noff… What were you thinking?)
ZAP! CRACKLE!! BOOM !!!
Oh, where am I? How did I get here?
I’ll just ask that witch hunter there
Or maybe not… I’m wearing cotton
I’m very flammable and probably full of sin
After that, I felt the need
To partake in a magical deed
I swallowed a magical pill
And it didn’t make me ill
I shrunk and I grew a trunk
And ran amok while chasing smoking caterpillars
Until I came across some kind of mushroom
I grew big again
But then
I forgot my name
And then it came
‘Bruno’
Unfortunately, I was still trapped
In Wonderland far below
But then I saw dwarfs wearing safety hats
And said ‘hello’
I suddenly felt the urge to break out in song
But something seemed wrong
My voice… wasn’t as deep as I remembered
And the dwarfs responded with some gibberish
I suppose that it was dwarfish
Or maybe catfish
Just as I was about to respond
A troop (troupe?) of elves appeared
They did not just stand around
They threw me into a magic portal and everything disappeared
When I came to, I found myself in a safe cavern
No… it was Ye Olde Taverne
And outside, there was a violet moon
I nodded along to an old medieval tune
But alas, the Golden Horde soon found me
And carried me away to captivity
Their leader summoned me to give me some advice
And then set me free
I bid my goodbye and left to the nearest port
But I was thrown overboard when I tried to stowaway
I guess that it was just my lot
Since I’ve got no beard
I was so distraught that I stepped into an alternate reality
Where Metallica actually sounded jazzy
I ended up be bop dancing
With a redhead dressed in newfangled technicolor
I didn’t think my back could take the pressure
But apparently there was a puppet master
Pulling my strings
But that didn’t matter
Because
I was now
Comfortably numb
I know that this state won’t last for long
Things will soon get better
Or worse
But that’s not going to last long either
Until eventually something does forever
(I have been finding it hard to do anything. I feel so tired all the time. I think that it’s because I’m getting hardly any deep sleep. I’m dreaming most of the time. I can’t remember any of my dreams but I know that it’s happening… a lot. Scenes last from a few seconds to a few minutes before melding into another, with barely any continuity. I remember that, though I don’t remember the actual dreams. It’s strange how my brain works. I will get down to reading all your wonderful poems and essays tomorrow (probably late afternoon.) Please forgive my tardiness. I feel the need to get into a certain state of mind when reading here, and I require a decent level of alertness. I don’t want to just skim through your posts, though I confess that I have done that a few times… Very few times. Which is why I don’t rush things any more, and take a break when I don’t feel up to it. It’s better this way. This also means that some of your posts get lost in my Reader feed. I can’t think of an optimal solution.
I forgot to explain what this post is. I was trying to psyche myself into becoming more alert by keeping my mind occupied with various things. I tried to paint (my first ever actual painting… I didn’t last fifteen minutes. I restrung and played my guitar… Lasted a little longer. I then ended up taking a trip with Youtube’s ‘recommended’ algorithm. Coupled with writing this, it took me a good two hours. If you like it, I can do more of these. There are a lot of interesting music videos out there now, and I enjoyed the exploration.
I messed up with the tenses….it happens, even though it shouldn’t. I would try to correct this usually, after noticing it… but not now.)
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