A Vinyans Curse

“A VINYANS CURSE”

BY SHEB SCHEBELLA

Its a mother fucker....the balance is easy to attain its finding a place to stand, its mother fucker...insomnia the Piru curse of the lost Vinyans how they find us so easy I shall never know.. Blasting through the cellar door to that dark, dusty, deep place in my brain; there’s no key to get you in there or to get you out. I light the torch, follow the light they say. I am the fucking light. Knee deep in after birth of born again Christians, this has got to be that place they call hell and whoever hung that no smoking sign on my cerebrum should be tortured by the sound of there own beliefs and voice. One man carries a cross, one man drives a wagon west, one man is shit out from a white elephant, and one man came from Krypton and everybody else just are. The whole foundation of just about every society is based on some bullshit allegorical leather bound comic book etched out by a group of delusionary fueled, arrogant control freaks, concerned only in creating a mass believe system to keep the cherry tree on there side of the fence. It is all very simple really when you lay it all out; God is a blueberry pancake and everything that surrounds it, trust me, not everyone likes blueberries; so load up heavy on the whip cream and just swallow it. So you can see how important it is to be able to cook for yourself. Insomnia, its mother fucker, days on days, nights on nights and a few slow kisses in between, so perhaps when you do sleep you can dream a gentle dream, but until then I will just sit up with the Vinyans playing gin rummy in the shadow of the mad sunflower, the alter ego, the never ending rummage sale of the soul. Philosophy it is allows priced cheap and usually found on the bottom shelf, but buy it if you like because it won’t come around twice, I change them out once a week whether they need it or night, life is too short to walk around in stinky socks. “So stick your believe system in and shake it all about, do the hokey pokey and turn yourself around, that’s what its all about.” KAH-CHING!