If you’d been paying attention, you would have known that this has already been covered and recovered. Does anyone really not understand the fictitious -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I., his extreme arrogance, the preposterous higher order of human in which he asserts himself as if innately better, his obsession with demeaning the lower classes and instilling what he hopes to be pain? Does anyone not suspect he is the embodiment of thwarted lives seeking betterment through a Superman or Spiderman. Collaborate if you will in producing him. The project might even attract me if the character were not so obnoxious. It’s a fine fantasy you have, but for god’s sake, read the others’ posts. It’s like talking to an Alzheimer’s victim who may or may not remember our last conversation.

,including the other response to my comment, which is the epitome of pretentious self deception.

Is there any wonder that I do not always believe you, even when you say, "you'll just have to take my word for it?" You've changed it some, mostly for the better, but how can I believe when you say, "if you believe . . " referring to half of you flying upward and half downward after you flew through a windshield, and then wrote about it?

I wanted the present tense here to show immediacy - a note being written in the cantina right after reading theirs.

That depends on what you mean by "productive" and "think." Granted, this is a kind of thinking that aims at productivity of an unusual kind.

ha ha, thats great, well put... ha ha... omg i cant stop laughing.. oh hold on let me put the pipe down.... haha nope that didnt help

i'd say medium

This comment fits with my image of you as an extremely failed thirty-year-old woman. Your poem "Better Sex" doesn't, except in an extremely terrifying way.