Rustic Monk

Surviving Complexity, Afloat of Perplexity I kick the rhyme's perplexed may pick me last i'll pick you next may have fallen down but i'm not out yet there's a million different paths I could have chose should have pressed the brakes but never could slow my roll ended in the hospital diagnosis was terminal that was in november and no I don't wish him ill at all we were playing with fire I do admire everything and everyone but when the lights had faded and everyone had gone I was left with a thing that would grow unlike an analogue no dialogue to explain the things inside my brain I felt it growing inside before I got the gram stain I didn't know its name but the western blot came so I called it bill and made him my enemy no matter what my friend did to me won't do well to stew dwell and I will be through I stand alone to face defeat if I don't get up on my feet I was born fighting and dammit i'll die fighting too this ain't about glory it's what I have to do one day at time one foot in front of the other there is no line this is not over left, right left, right I will survive through the dismal days and darkest nights left, right left, right I will never lose the will to fight

i'm gabriel the intellectual polyphonal, acetonal parabol leave you barely able to follow said bare and hollow fusion with volatile molecules run a mile through the ridicule i got syllables that ain't billable this wheat is unmillable it's almost mathematical i'm as scary as a square root

my ex was in mexico. i think there were about five or six christmas parties i was going too.... one of them, there was this gorgeous guy. i mean, just cute and twinky. man. and my mom was helluv trying to hit on him for me. like saying stuff like i could give him a job.... wow. dude and he was hella cute. and, like, my sister and my dad were just sitting on the couches looking over at us with a really concerned expression. they probably saw me resisting the urge to pull the poor dude. or get his phone number or something. lol. it was so tempting that i straight up left early. anyway. yeah. still, five or six holiday parties is way too much. ---------------------- Endless Holidays Gabriel Duncan Social politics ain't shit Mix wits with these twits Might as well skip To face-lifts And cheese dips It's not that this pleasant diversion isn't welcome The endless social functions Serve to form fleeting first encounters With foreign factions of my fraternity Simply that the frivolity of this moment And the fragility of our times Does not mix with this wine

Hey Everyone, I wanted to tell you all about this new story I just put up on a blog called "ZOMBIE: The Incident at Bloody Rock." I'm not really good at summaries or whatever but, this what I can tell you: The cure for HIV makes zombies. But it's got a twist: hosts that had HIV before getting the new zombie virus are more intelligent than hosts who weren't infected with HIV while living. The story revolves around a dad and his two sons, the youngest of which has HIV. The kid is getting treatment at a remote children's hospital, under the care of a leading scientist in the field who just found the cure. So the people who put the money into the research, and the hospital, and the government, put a bunch of money into a big event that's closed to everyone but some politicians, diplomats, and the family and friends of the patients. The first injections are recorded by news crews and there's a huge dinner. But something goes wrong. The kids start getting sick, and all need to be put into critical care. Even those who were outpatients get crammed into the Cancer Ward to make space. And it's pretty much all bad from there. Check it out if you're interested. And, uh.... If you're thinking this sounds like that movie, "I Am Legend", all I have to say is this is different. If you read the book that movie was based on, you'll find out it the main character thought the zombies were vampires, and he used the "N" word a lot. Plus, the dude had some issues to begin with. And he wasn't a scientist at all. There was no science at all in the book. So yeah. I'm mainly influenced by stuff like the Resident Evil series, 28 Days Later, 28 Weeks Later, The Return of the Living Dead, Shaun of the Dead and other more contemporary works. (Though how that skinny dude got through that one movie with a double-barreled shotgun is beyond me. The reload rate on that is ridiculously slow. Zombieland was the name, right?) Okay... World War Z was pretty cool. But I digress. ZOMBIE: The Incident at Bloody Rock Check it out. --Gabe