– Let’s listen to some music, you got a playlist– – Oh yeah. – That you like? – All my music is good, man. Just put it on random. – Alright. Rock it out. – This is an audio journal of my experiments on my own human condition. (laughs) Forgot this was on here.
Let’s skip ahead. – Oh no, no, no. No, no, I wanna… I wanna hear your thoughts on things. – Tasted my own urine today to make sure I was still human. Yeah, let’s just skip ahead. – What the fuck is this? – It’s just some voice memos. My experiments are going well.
I’m hours into my daylong commitment to stare at myself in the mirror nude. I’m beginning to see my reptilian self. I am the lizard. I am the lizard. I taste the bug on my tongue. – Don’t touch it. – I just– – Don’t touch it.
– I have committed myself to understanding what a woman feels like when she is penetrated. I want to fulfill this commitment but the matchstick won’t fit in my penis. Too square. – Too square? How ’bout… Forget it. – My penis. – I understand. – Is too square. – I understand… What? – Why? Why? Why? No! No, no, no, no, no, no! Stupid, stupid, stupid! I’m so fundamentally lonely. I’m adrift in an indifferent universe. Only Keegan tethers me to reality. I’ll take a drive with him tomorrow. I wonder if he senses how I feed off of his lifeforce. Different Keegan.
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