I wrote that other post in the office and afterwards while riding my bike home I noticed one of those street fire breathers. Berlin is full of these guys blowing fire in your face while your trying to eat your dinner at the cafe. So I'm thinking, maybe this was interesting like about 1000 years ago, but today it's a public menace. And if their not doing that, their juggling something or trying to escape a hidden box.Then I think about Rawat and his little ole keys. So I say to myself, "why can't he be successful with that hokey pokey?" I mean there's people selling all kinds of hypernaturality and people are loving it. Why my step-sister was even calling a TV psychic for awhile.
So what is it with Rawat anyway? And you know, he is just so boring. I mean that shit is just old. Okay I know, he done good for himself with that 8th grade education, but hell, maybe he should have tried one of those adult continuing education programs like they have on TV. You know the ones with, "Hi, I'm Melton Shanehangle, I'm 75 and a freshman at Roseland Mailorder College. Never lose your dream!"
He really need some new material. That Knowledge stuff is just going nowhere. Secrets and aliens, that's what'll give it some pezzaz. Like the Knowledge is just the beginning of the big mystery. Now it's like, okay I have Knowledge, and if I suck up long enough, maybe I'll get to hang around the barbecue in Amaroo and see those big speakers of his.
