The Parasomnial Order: Bæyű!

Dear brothers and sisters,

This is what I call an INTERPOLATION:

I left for Montana, traveled to Calexico, and came back three weeks later; pissed off because I got no sleep and the stress level was high. Therefore I say unto you: Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome is real!

These things I say in the name of Willard Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!

And they who keep their first demesne shall be added upon; and they who keep not their first demesne shall not have glory in the same kingdom with those who keep their first demesne; and they who keep their second demesne shall have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever. - Willard 3:26

Oh oh oh st-st-st-st-st . . . st-st-st-st-st-st . . .

No really really stop stop stop stop stop stop, stop stop.

Seriously stop you’re gonna break something, seriously.

You’re gonna hit the um,

Seriously you’re gonna hit the electronic and then you’re gonna break the,

. . . end up doing it . . . good . . .

Dear brothers and sisters,

Sleeping, that’s what I should be doing right now, for I have been up since 7:45 o’ clock.

I only got four hours of sleep last night. I had amazing dreams of which I can’t seem to remember, but if I did remember they would take me on a journey into the unknown and back, and then, somehow, I would look into a mirror and see Jesus and I would talk to Jesus just like I am talking to you right now, and he would ask me, “Matthew James, why did you die for my sins?” then I would say, “I didn’t Jesus, you died for mine, remember?”

Then, and only then he would fade into broken glass, and by fade I mean: I punched the mirror so hard that the glass shattered into millions of pieces, pieces, pieces of me, and then I would wake up in a “Keith” sweat with my fist throbbing, and there’d be a chasm in the wall the size of Oprah’s vagina, then I’d wonder,”Why would I ever want to hurt Jesus?”

Sorry Jesus. Now moving on.

So I’ve been thinking about doing an album review on “Songs for a Brainwashed Morman Child.” I think it will add some spice to my constantly changing site. I started to write it but it just turned out to be diarrhea. I told myself to just dust myself off and try again tomorrow and “jump in” like Mark Burnett once told me. Mark, it’s just not that easy being a Profit making prophet. So I figured I would get tired by now but so far I am still awake. Maybe I should just put my headphones on and listen to some “Justin Timberlake” while looking at pictures of architectural landscapes of the third kind. Or maybe I could clean my room and fly a kite in the night with my jeans ever so tight but never outta site with nothing to fright but my very own…can’t seem to think of a rhyme right now?

While you think about that, tell me how you really wanna love me forever oh oh oh or you just havin’ FUN!! Or something like that. Oh wait, how about “bite”?

This, I believe was an INTERPOLATION.

These things I say in the name of Willard Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!

And we will prove them herewith, to see if they will do all things whatsoever the Lord their Antegod shall command them; - Willard 3:25

The dee key-dla oinda art outdoor.

Eh de going out cort de.

No desay wait wait wait,

um um go your right right right right right right

Left left left left left hit-em,

Right right your right hand, hm-mm.

So I got the “about” section updated for your reading pleasure. I feel that it is clear and to the point with an easy guide to the site. Also I updated the home page with a quote from “Matthew James” about himself with links to the new and improved “about” section. Now I am going to try and go to sleep so I can wake up for work tomorrow. It’s just a two day PA gig, which should be fun and exciting. I will also record my sleep tonight. I have been trying to do it more and I will post my sleep sessions in the near future for your listening pleasure. Hopefully some psychologist will hear them and want to pay me millions of dollars for a sleep study.

Dear brothers and sisters,

Right now I am in the process of revamping this site. I haven’t been on here in a while and I want it to be better than it is now.

Yesterday, I put up new photos of myself, and they look pretty amazing. I took them last night at about 1O-o-Clock pm. It’s what you do under the curse of Tnemyo’lp’menu, and by what you do, I mean take pictures of yourself in many poses, and then look at them for hours-upon-hours and tell yourself how beautiful you are, and then put them in Photoshop and make them look scary, and then put them on the site and say, “WOW, I’m amazing, and by amazing I mean grand.”

So next order of business is to update the about me section for it is not good as of now–it needs to be better. It needs my head shot photos and lots of wonderful words to describe what this site is and will be in the future.

Also I have decided to put all my old music back up. The other day a friend of mine wanted to hear the Dubba Mafia, but he couldn’t because I took it down. So I am going to put it back up!

Oh, and this is an INTERPOLATION.

These things I say in the name of Willard Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!

And there stood one among them that was like unto Antegod, and he said unto those who were with him: We will go down Perineal Pass, for there is space there, and we will take of these materials, and we will make Kolob whereon these may dwell. - Willard 3:24

Hm, oh, that’s gross!

Way out the way all way clean way.

Venkme’s grosser.