Vincent was in a prison of his own mind. He was put into asylums but there was no "help".
They could not "cure" him of his genius nor solve his decimating loneliness. He could know,
but he could not say. He could see, but he could not find. He could feel, but he could
not be free. So what do you do when there's no one who can help and nothing to turn to?
What do you do
Below are the tortured scribblings of Vincent's mind on his asylum's room's wall.
Then along came a snake who bit her on the butt. Its long, razor sharp fangs pierced
her firm, pearly white skin, injecting her with poison.
And she said, "Oh, I like that."
Green Eggs and Ham - the breakfast of Champion Piglet Wrestlers (the losers eat here)
"Dirty, slimy, filthy bastards - all of you!" screamed the dirty, filthy, slimy bastard.
"Ip, bnop, eig, slp N inzt!" he decried with authority, and they all understood perfectly well (except
some just said they did)
Molten lava monster comes dripping down the road, leaving potholes of steam and footprints of
disaster. His bowler hat was flaming, his bulging eyes were aiming, and his burning lips were
blaming. With snarling flame he greeted a passerby.
"Well," blushed the passing woman, "Hello, Mr. Mayor."
And then he ate her.
"IN A CRUSHING BLOW TO DECENCY, THE MAYOR IS RE-ELECTED"
Many are happy
- The Daily Know-It-All
"I hate her," he said, and left it at that. (But he really didn't)
"You know," scratched one old-timer, "He's only up there 'cause he wants to be."
"Dear Lord, do not forgive them - for they know what they do."
Jesus - the second time around
Time feels all wounds
"He's nuts!" they said, "Fucking nuts! Out of his fucking mind! The man is a goddam nut!"
When asked to be more specific later on, they said he was a cashew.
And then there was a sigh of the times
"You don't fucking rape me! You don't fucking shit on me! You don't fucking breathe on me
wrong! Do you understand a fucking word I'm saying?"
But only the wall could hear
A little dribbly line, wiggling down the page, meaning no harm, crossing lines it happily met...a little
dribbly line
"What if I really am?" he recoiled. And then dark terror descended on his mind. (Later, it was found out the
question was, "Are you still thinking of buying a Camry?")
A river ride! And why not? The scenery! The fresh air! And how true it is that nature can heal! Oh,
that would be wonderful! So why don't we?
Oh, yeah - the buttfuckers.
It was so secret that nobody knew
'If I have painted this before, it's only because I have'
A disclaimer advised by Vincent's lawyer - whom
he later hired and confused even further.
The early worm gets the bird - be he'd been flipped off before
The artist would like to apologize for the previous scribbling as it is lame and stupid. He would
also like to take this opportunity to apologize for much of his other behavior and also his birth. Please note
too that he is feeling his very self-conscious and that is frowned upon by the nurses.
"As long as she likes it, then I do no wrong," grinned the snake. (But then, that's why he was
called a snake)
