The Journal of Image Awareness.

"The Journal of Image Awareness"
By: B.T.M.

Today, I got drunk. I know what getting drunk is like. It comes down to you slow, but, surly like some kind of a sponge absorbing water or, some wood raft floating in the sea. However, I am not a smart man. It felt like I was sweating volcanos in the hot sun. No purpose at all, no appointment to go to, no dates, no job. So, I glut to fill up my time like a slut of food. Eat, drink and get smashed. I am considering, since, I am already killing my brain cells through Alcohol. Maybe, I should be a Boxer. I would definitely be a professional boxer if I train. I could be a World Champion if given a chance.

People keep harassing me as if I got something to say. Well, I do. It is kind of like, that blank space you get from drinking. I drank and, my head is full of blanks. So, therefore, image is everything. I guess, I got to save my life first and increase my ruggish health before, I can write this Ultimate book. God put this knowledge in my head and, don't blame me, blame God. This knowledge in my head that I know has become a burden, so far.

It is so diffcult to try to conjure something while, people are cutting my tedons from the ankles. Some bedeviled weasel could sneak underneath and cut my freaking ankles, that would be a legitmate fear. However, I am always uniquely paranoid and maintain a generous toughness.