INSANITY FROM A LAPTOP-----PART UNO

True----nervous-----very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and still am, but why will you say that I am mad??  The disease has sharpened my senses---not destroyed---not chilled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heavens and in the earth. I heard many things in hell.  How, then, am I mad??  That third eye there, in your forehead. Does it not change from blue to brown, and just as quickly back to red?? Where are you manners, Hortense??  Madness----HA!!  Were you not there with the coachman wearing the multi-colored boots?? Lying with his eyes, while his hands were busy working overtime??  Load up on guns and bring your friends, it's fun to lose and to pretend.

Why do the heathen rage?? I was never one to think much of silicone until the day I felt it in my hand. Ahh, there's the rub!! I'm worse at what I do best. And for this gift I feel blessed. Why? What should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee. And for my soul, what can it do to that?? Being a thing immortal as itself?? Thus conscience makes cowards of us all. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing, broken your servant I kneel. It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me. Take that filthy dress off and get to bed NOW!!!  Momma, you were there, weren't you?? 

By the pricking of my thumbs, something gooey this way comes. I see the little sillouetto of a man. Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the hoochie-koochie?? Madness, you say?? Did you say madness?? What did you say then?? What?? Dow Jones averages up fifteen points?? Then sell!! Damn you!! SELL!!!!! Everybody doesn't like something. But nobody doesn't like Sara Lee. Yes, yes, I heard you!! Now, shut up, I'm trying to think!!! Ahh yes, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. And each separate dying ember wrought more scuff marks on the floor. Bring out your dead, fair Rapunzel!!

Madness means never having to say you're sorry.   I'm sorry, where was I??   Oh yes, VILLIANS!!! Ye besmirchers.....besmoochers......besmeechers!!....... Meeska, Mooska, Mouseketeers!!  AUGH!!!!!!!! VILLIANS!!! BARBARIANS!!!! USURPERS!!!!  DISSEMBLE NO MORE!!!  I admit the deed----tear up the planks!! Here!! Here!! It is the beating of his hideous tom-tom!!! When I was younger, so much younger than today. I never needed anybody's help in anyway. But now, those days are gone and I'm not so self-assured.      But now I find, I've lost my mind, though maybe I'll be cured.

Is this the real life?? Is this just fantasy??  Here I will remain with worms that are thy chambermaids. Eyes, look your last!! Arms, take your last embrace!! And lips, oh you doors of breath.........PUCKER UP!!!! How dare you call me mad!! You, whose face launched a thousand ships, how dare you!! I am but a teapot, short and stout. This is my handle, this is my spout.....Let go of my spout, you fiend!!!!  On second though......oh, nevermind....... Where was I??  Where is my script?? Where is my rosary?? Where is the little girl who lives down the lane???  Ah, Martha, the troops at Valley Forge are restless tonight.............

Yes, twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe. Stop torturing that damn ostrich!!!! He's got rights too, ya know!!! So, ye think me mad, do ye?? Ye hee hee. Mad is I?? Am I?? Are you?? Do you remember Loretta Martin?? She thought she was a woman, but she was another man. And what about Maria???  Ave Maria, gratia plena!!!!    We don't need no education!! We don't need no thought control!!! We need Sigur Ros to help us all find our way. We've all lost our way. I look at you all and see the love there that's sleeping. While my perineum gently weeps.

I was sick----sick unto death with that long agony. And when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me.  The sentence----the dread sentence of death-----was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of inquisitional voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum. Then----it was then----that I heard the singing begin: "One, two, Freddie's coming for you........Three, four, better lock your door......Five, six, grab a crucifix.......Seven, eight, better stay up late.......Nine, ten, never sleep again.......Never sleep again.........Never sleep again.........Never sleep again.........Never sleep again..........Never sheep again........Never sheep again........Never sheep...........No, never, ever sheep!!!"

MADNESS????................HA!!!!!!!!