Fever addled or just the status quo. Former.

Here I sit.
Alone yet surrounded by memories. Their dullness nearly overwhealms their multitude, but still worth sifting through. Like a fevered dream, they flit by and end well. Or maybe not. Usually not. Computers have to much power, they don't want those silly meatbags (re: meatbags, us, people) to limit their reign as the fresh and new anti-christ for the 21st century, we're imperfect beings who create imperfect things all the time who think that they are perfect and that they alone are qualified to hold both missle keys and the might to take them and the mettle to use them. Thus negating the purpose of having two keys! What were we thinking? Were we mad? Is it mad? Is it an it anyway? After giving unlimited power, you can never take it back. There is no undo key. Do you bury me when I'm gone/Do you teach me while I'm here
I feel like someone jabbed a beer bottle cap with the ridges running little concentric circles into my shoulder. But the tylonel I took more out of habit than anything should stop that from slowing me down. Can't slow down, there is nothing here to bother stopping for. Just as soon as I belong/Then it's time I disappear
Apparantly they were all angry because someone leaked the super secret "good" version of their song.
You use to be a mighty warrior who felt the intoxication of breathing deep lungfulls of fresh strong air, drank straight from cold clear streams, and felt the raw unsanitized cuts and bruises of pain and love, sapped without diminishing returns for your efforts to change the world. Or doomed to be changed by lessers trying to get you to buy vegetable hot dogs and cans of sweet peaches stashed away in what they claim to be their own juices and a tinge of honey.
Raven black hair and a flash of reckless grin, tossed around the room unabashed and uncaring for the consequences. Just a smile is enough, because you knew all along didn't you. Maybe that's the allure. A walk, a gentle sway, and I'm yours.
Intermission. What a strange word. Inter-Between, among; In the midst of, within; Mutual, mutally; Reciprocal, reciprocally; I guess our use is the first. -mission, many meanings, mostly related to Christians bugging people, but I think we'll go with A special assignment given to a person or group. So why is being between special assignments given to a person or group used to take a breath and stretch your legs? Probably because the mission isn't YOURS. You big critic, professional appreciater, this isn't for you. You just happen to have some spare time. While real people go on about their between assignment duties.
Time for thoughts. About what though. Maybe this pad of paper will help. ATI Technologies, it says stenciled in colors of red and black across the top with ATI's curious logo below, sent this to my brother when he tried to get free stuff. But he had no E-Fame yet so they just sent him a box filled with ATI information booklets he could give people because he told them he was in a position to give computer hardware recommendations. Like they probably don't get THAT offer a few dozen times a day.
Below this curious header a picture done entirely in green pencil crayon (which still lays across the desk, abandonned after its work) etches out monsters and what appears to be a bridge, with a man on it, who is green. With wings. Angel wings, green ones. The words "Who says I can't fly to escape. Who will come with me?" are written beneath (in green) while creatures of terrible horror (mostly teeth and tentacles, that devour 1d6 scientists every turn, that are also green) clammer at the base of the supports of this bridge which comes from no where and goes no where but stands as a single section of roadway suspended by these massive concrete pillars (which happen to also be green).
Silly scientists and their machinations of technology. Machinations. Root, machine. A crafty scheme or cunning design for the accomplishment of a sinister end. Best definition ever Dictionary.com!
Save as Draft? Think not. Publish Post for the orange button of doom so it can swallow this post and not get the word out.