scanning electron blues
2.08.2006
It's cold and dark in here. I am causing various pieces of mineral crystals to luminesce by bombarding them with electrons. When I was a child we played bombardment but we neither used electrons nor called it that. Let's rock out tonight at 7pm at the Waterbrook. I need it like I need to choke a baby. Baby corn I mean. Every time I think I suck I play something cool and vice-versa. Forced balance, completely allocthonous. An invisible hand. And yet I am addicted to my own body's natural chemicals, and can take tetrahydracannabinol or leave it. I was splattered with boiling liquid nitrogen two hours ago. I'm fine, how are you? Rather eat pudding than nitrogen, you say? I disagree. Pain is only a sensation, neither good nor bad. Judgments are self-created. Not sitting in the dark, waiting to glow under the right circumstances and/or bombardments, but entirely non-existent until borne from our mouths.Ahh, much better.
