He said, "never again"
And it was all over, for him.

But I am back, writing abysmally, with my thumb.

It feels like an absence of creative freedom. Each sentence - a chore - in lieu of re-writing at effortless blazing speed.

This isn't why I'm here with you tonight. I did not log-in to bemoan my infinitely poor luck of having to type using a pocket-sized super computer. The tragedy is lost. Let's get on with it, shall we?

I moved to Las Vegas. Only time can tell you this was a great idea.

What I can say/write/tell/speak-of is the sheer marvel of driving through Colorado's mountains, and Utah's everlasting canyons. At least a dozen times I wished to abort the wheel and take a few snapshots of the beauty.

My sleep medicine doesn't kick in for another half hour. I know what to do...

Nothing. I don't feel the creative juices. I want to make a joke about "pulp" but I just don't have it in me to draw the connection between my posting and orange juice. Like, WTF, man??! You're killing the vibe, no one will keep reading, and all your fans are now dead!

So it turns out the rabbis were correct, that speaking & writing creates the world. This poignant, and portly, and certainly pedantic journal still has 25 minutes on the clock, and I swear to you it will be nothing besides hatred for the Author if you keep reading.

I am a boring, average person.
I am a wealthy, talented aristocrat.
I am a lonely, pathetic lover.

But I am not a fraudster. I will not be sharing a prison cell with Sam Bankman-fried. And I am not willing to be unoriginal. The contents of this paragraph allude to facts of life; I'll never be a billionaire, I don't break the law nearly enough, and I am a pure artist with weak thumbs.

Spanish music is heard in my mind while grasping for data to present. God isn't testing me, he is LAUGHING at my absurd candor and unwillingness to give up. I say, "Haha, no_u" to that. I no longer know how to quit; my determination to write a historically shitty post on the internet is greater than your ambitions in totality! You, reader, are now my bitch. I am your God, lord, and Lorde. When I am determined to ruin something, My energy is invincible.

I need a keyboard. Not want, NEED. I also want a desk. I'm also experiencing deja vu. Why? I've been on drugs. For 53 minutes.

Slowly I will share my personal 10 favorite songs of all time. Tonight I reveal a song with a wicked violin solo, and a message from beyond....

10. Kansas - Dust in the Wind

(All we are is dust in the wind...)

Time's up.

I'm getting Thai food. Pad Thai, chicken, lvl 8 spice.

Excellent taste in music. When I learned some piano I was in awe by the genius d mastery of all of Bach’s work. He’s produced the most incredible works of art ever made by all of humanity. I wish more people would appreciate it.

9. Led Zeppelin, "Over The Hills & Far Away"

I think sometimes it is worth letting the music speak for itself. This song is extremely fun to play on guitar. Jimmy Page is a God of Rock, almost all of his melodies can be replicated by beginners, making him universal in terms of influence.

Also quite undeniable that Robert Plant is the greatest frontman in the pantheon of live performers. There is nothing like Led Zeppelin.

8. The Smashing Pumpkins - "Perfect"

This is the breakup anthem. There is nothing painless about the finality of a relationship, Billy Corgan delivers the bad news as gently and sweet as possible. Maybe there is a cure for a broken heart. If so, this song was probably playing in the background.

#7

Clair de lune can not be number seven. I was feeling whimsical.

7. Pink Floyd, "Pigs on the Wing (extended version)"

We're getting into the territory where every song will have deep consideration for being my #1 favorite. The guitar solo, in a word, is breath taking. I weep for the bereft souls that can't feel how good this song is.

6. Paul McCartney - "Yesterday"

Paul, at the height of his powers, mixes together infinite sadness with a beautiful melody. Longing for Yesterday is a bitter pill, one we all unfortunately will have to accept.

I hate not putting this at #1. It's not going to be easy to find five better songs than this one.

5. Eric Clapton, "Tears in Heaven"

One of the saddest (and most moving) song there is.

4. Fleetwood Mac - "Landslide"

I used to sing this at karaoke trying to be funny. And boy oh boy did the Landslide bring me down...

I honestly have little idea of where to begin looking for my three favorite songs! "Look within!" they might say. Yea, no sh*t lol.

3. Led Zeppelin, "Stairway to Heaven"

I'm finding an enormous difficulty putting together words that express the right amount of gratitude for this one.

A sign of great art is something that only gets better over time. Each time I listen to Stairway is better than the last. This song stands alone at the summit of Rock N Roll. It's even good when listened to in reverse. Oh here's to my sweet Satan....

2. Prince, "Purple Rain"

This song moves mountains. You either get it, or you don't.