i suppose this makes me a lame to some. but I haven’t been on the club scene in like a year or 2. I guess I’m tired of the empty faces only good for great head or stunts in bed. There’s nothing really fulfilling about that. After a while mindless head gets old. Naw I’m not into the scene for the mere matchmaking element but it would be nice to find some stimulating convo here n there. Now who’s gonna find that kinda mental caress in a club with sweaty bodies drunken stupors and music blaring from the speakers?
I’ve grown weary of the mindless freaks that clutter my address book ( i mean my sidekick) and I’m wanting something new. I want to be taken to new heights of consciousness and to have my mind turned inside out and to suffer mental implosions of epiphanies so sublime Ghandi would need babelfish to to get on my level. Shyt i want a chick so much on a another level , I—like my friend kay would say–would need a space ship to be on the same wavelength. And once I get there, Ain’t no comin back. Ain’t no lookin down. I’m on Saturns rings for eternity.