... last night ... just after midnight ...
... with the new trippy Thursday at the very beginning ...
... I went tripping down the road ...
... through the melting asphalt ...
... in the heat of the summer night ...
... and strange forests ...
... made of ...
... moving billboards ...
... and shifting traffic signs.
I was in my car ... on the back seat ...
... and a sober friend of mine ...
... was at the wheel ...
... driving through this strange, unholy landscape ...
... with no trace of fear ...
... or excitement ...
... like this crazy world, we are stuck in, is nothing special ...
... he was cool like an old school noir character ...
... like Humprey Bogart trapped inside the iceberg ...
... in the middle of the Atlantic ...
... while Titanic is approaching ...
... or a Philip Marlow's corpse ...
... in the cold, big city, mortuary ...
... while I was jumping in my seat ...
... and deep inside my color changing, chameleon skin.
I don't remember the end ...
... and maybe ...
... there wasn't any ...
... perhaps ...
... we are still in that car, firmly bound to nowhere ...
... with me tripping about posting on some strange social networks and about some inexplicable money, to good to be true ...
... and my friend driving ...
... seriously ...
... like he's paid for it ...
... like Robert De Niro in the Taxi Driver, ad example.
THE END :D
( As always in these Thursday trippings, all the GIFs, photographs and photoshop interventions on some of those photographs - because, believe it or not, some of them are just normal photographs from a moving car - are my work. )
