My Idea of Fun

In retrospective of the 90's era of super authors citing one of my favorite authors Will Self in his book "My Idea of Fun" blue with white feathers hit my unconscious being like I need to drink a cup of tea while having a expresso or maybe a belgian chocolate; then I ask my self maybe I am just bratty enough to just be simply be concerned with my self and my self alone. In perspective of past pains; my parents charitable works of art; cunning yet overflowing with innocence of love in a unconscious effort to please the needy and depress the rich; comparatively speaking our family story is beyond the animation or any short of fear or fantasy pieces of art. Like Will Self his writings in an elitist form of thinking is simply cappuccino with truffles -sarap to the bones- but for the middle class it can be simply one mental case of ADHD or maybe a simple trying hard case of a social climber; let me not touch the class I fear will stone me in Malls while eating at food court. Sana they will allow me to love them.

The book fascinates my imagination for quality time to one-self just for even in the darkness of my imagination and un-controlled love for freedom and its wild perception of reality. Maybe egocentric authors will love me or maybe they will just allow me to be loved by others beyond the concern of just being alive or dead; in which the dilemma of truth becomes truly a mirror of oneself.

I recommend people to be opened minded and allow God and its given freedom of choice to subscribe to the free return of innocence for when true love is just nothing but a free enterprise she works in wonders. Read the book or not just believe there is enough room up there and it's a matter of choosing which level to rent or buy; just don't forget to love others unconditionally.

PEACE!