- the god complex -
start playing this song before you read, its not important...it's essential
start playing this song before you read, its not important...it's essential
as i write this i cant help but feel like a hero. the power of music can be so motivating at times, especially when you have the most epic song playing in your earholes. no, i'm not fucking around, caps lock alone could not do the song electrifying my body as i write justice. wait...draw the biggest F you can on a sheet of A3 paper, now imagine that you just sucked at trying to write in the biggest letters possible how fucking awesome this song is. no exaggeration, only letters individually as epically massive as the sun can do this song justice if you want to write "fucking legendary". as a reader i am sure that there are times where listening to a particular song may inspire you to crouch on the edge of tall buildings and look over the city eager for some justice-type action. some songs just have the ability to make you walk faster in a certain rhythm, eager on smashing the collar bones of 9 criminals. or perhaps you will imagine the face of somebody you hate in a fantastically unrealistic scenario involving the approval of a hot chick that ends with you opening your heineken with their face.
as i am almost 100% certain that the song that i am listening to can only be listened to while you are staring into an empty grey sky wearing a long coat of some kind that billows in the wind, granite-eyed conviction most mortals would tremble before etched onto your indestructible and awesome steel face; i strongly urge you to do so. in fact not only am i suggesting this to you but this particular post is aimed at guys out there so when i say "strongly urge" i mean if downloading this song without listening to it, putting it on your ipod and going outside at night with a duster is not the only thing you will do when listening to the song, i will reach out from the internet and rip your cheek off. this post has literally been written with no spell-checks, revisions or any alterations at all, because this song is just so motherfucking cool, that it demands a certain level of perfection almost no men can live up to. however, if you feel as inspired as i do when you orgasm your brain listening to it then i am happy that i could spread the feeling of heroism anywhere.
let me weave you a story of neil patrick harris-like proportions; even buying cigarettes for me became an epic journey of adventure. i was ready to rob the convenience store and run away in slow motion, no jokes. maybe there might have been a granny in the way during my escape, i don't care, ill knock that bag over if she threatens to hamper my awesomeness. what? red light? fuck that, i walked, cars? fuck cars they can hoot all the want, i just turned my head and gave them the finger in slow motion while the rain fell on my hair and sneering face 300 style bitch. oh wait...a dark alley way. should i go through there? it might be a shorter way home? maybe it's too dangerou....fuck that! of course i am going through! a little swagger as i spit at the feet of some gangster looking individual. look up into the sky as the light snow falls on my face...and thats just this evening, walking home listening to one song. go boys, be like heroes...
as i am almost 100% certain that the song that i am listening to can only be listened to while you are staring into an empty grey sky wearing a long coat of some kind that billows in the wind, granite-eyed conviction most mortals would tremble before etched onto your indestructible and awesome steel face; i strongly urge you to do so. in fact not only am i suggesting this to you but this particular post is aimed at guys out there so when i say "strongly urge" i mean if downloading this song without listening to it, putting it on your ipod and going outside at night with a duster is not the only thing you will do when listening to the song, i will reach out from the internet and rip your cheek off. this post has literally been written with no spell-checks, revisions or any alterations at all, because this song is just so motherfucking cool, that it demands a certain level of perfection almost no men can live up to. however, if you feel as inspired as i do when you orgasm your brain listening to it then i am happy that i could spread the feeling of heroism anywhere.
let me weave you a story of neil patrick harris-like proportions; even buying cigarettes for me became an epic journey of adventure. i was ready to rob the convenience store and run away in slow motion, no jokes. maybe there might have been a granny in the way during my escape, i don't care, ill knock that bag over if she threatens to hamper my awesomeness. what? red light? fuck that, i walked, cars? fuck cars they can hoot all the want, i just turned my head and gave them the finger in slow motion while the rain fell on my hair and sneering face 300 style bitch. oh wait...a dark alley way. should i go through there? it might be a shorter way home? maybe it's too dangerou....fuck that! of course i am going through! a little swagger as i spit at the feet of some gangster looking individual. look up into the sky as the light snow falls on my face...and thats just this evening, walking home listening to one song. go boys, be like heroes...
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| my belt also does anything else that i deem convenient in a time of crisis involving homosexual super-villains all targeting Gotham City and only Gotham City for no reason |
-james cook
