Today while my cabbie drove me hovering over potholes, scraping against hordes of vehicles, impassively crossing the traffic signals, breaching every damn traffic law and hurtling towards all those monstrous trucks I realized how it feels when you are having a cardiac arrest.
You gather ‘Numb’ is not just a Pink Floyd number and ‘Jaded Fuck’ is not just a stupid display on 8-Bit video game... Here sometimes the day opens like Venus flytrap... It is intense, roaring, jostling with unnerving energy and pulling everyone inside the macabre truth of life. And some other day it is like a drugged animal, which runs out without its vigor.
Such is life!
PS. I wrote 'Jaded Fuck' because I was watching Dexter (the TV series) the other night and Debra (a charater) in the series says Fuck ten times in two sentences. One of my favorite conversations that Dexter (main protagnist, serial killer) and Debra (Dexter's sister) have is:
Debra: "Fuck!"...
"You will have to fucking kill Hanna.... she fucking fits the code"
Debra breathes heavily and reinstates "She is a fucking monster"
Dexter: "She means no harm and she is innocent"
He gasps at her and tries to conceal his emotions
Debra: "Oh my God, are you fucking her?" Fuck
Dexter: "I can explain"
Debra: "Don't explain, I know what fucking is"
She motions rapidly towards him and hurls a scorning glance
"Why the fuck you like her ?"
" Is it some fucking serial killer shit, binding you two?"
And I was wondering why do you use 'Fuck' so many times.
'Jaded Fuck' duh....
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