I noticed a whole lot of my writing takes on the command form, telling you what to do. I wonder why that is? Is it an arrogance? Maybe I believe I have all the answers and that you need to know them. I don't really think that's likely since most of what I tell you to do is nonsense. I think its a type of satire. I hope it is satire of those who think they have the answers. I find myself in life and in my writing playing the role of one who says the dumbest and most wrong thing possible. Sometimes I do it to be funny sometimes I do it to trick people into saying stupid stuff and sometimes I do it instinctively. It is really an immature and ineffective way to change the world around you, at least in conversation. People can usually recognize it when you are making fun of them, and if they don't recognize it then you are being rude. So I hope my writing does not succumb to the same pitfalls.
Vomit as thick as glue seeped out the corners of his mouth. Thick strands dripped down his chin and stretch translucent, slowing down once they landed on his shirt. His eyes don't open. He doesn't make any voluntary noise, just the gurgle-pop of liquid climbing up his esophagus. Somehow his neck is still rigid. He lost conscious control of his body but for some reason his cerebral cortex decided that his head needed to stay upright. The audience responded with fright. As if someone dropped a spider from the ceiling they all clenched their armrests and pushed back, a unified screech of chairs scooting across wood. In the morning, he would remember the event jovially. Him and his friends would laugh together at the success of the evening.
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