the room

change of phase moving into another corner of the room out of nowhere just like constellations and how we pass on and over again where we cant even breathe sometimes it just hurts and then you act as if something completely off color is effected by your intestinal emotions regurgitating a part of you that you wish was gone and maybe you told yourself it was but it never lifted to begin with it only sent itself on a journey you thought would pass you in line instead it took over rising like lava inside of your heart and you couldn’t stop the train riding through you and under your flesh you couldn’t even redirect it. At most all you could do was recognize your demon ask it to go away and move on to the next thing which it would find just the same way under the small feeble sticks you collected the last time you were alone. Its felt and known and apparent and you can’t make it tangible enough to change. the ghosts echo from an opposite corner but you cant set it free as if it were nothing it was so loud in your head you thought you were hallucinating and you felt like you heard it for a reason, you had to of. Something you once heard have never seen and repeats itself in your eyes creating this monster you have seen before that has gutted everything you had ever worked so hard to build and your allowance to give

Life turns into a small room that you cant get out of and nothing is comfortable until its over. Its like a fun house with no way out and you keep repeating the same patterns until you find the strength to leave. The evil in everything is more apparent than not and you wish you never saw any of it to begin with then you release again begging for more you cant stop now.

here fishy fishy fishy...

If I have to come back, I want to come back as a beautiful fish. It's a whole 'nother world and they really have no idea what the human existance is all about!

darkness is simply the absence of light

a fueling aspiration drives you to move forward. continues gaining power over that which creates the perception over that which creates the perception of the limitation or fear the perception- if you are that person...right?

i smoke too much

DO...

1. Rock the Love
2. Listen to The National (Boxer)
3. Eat shrooms, watch Planet Earth, while listening to Earth. Let's just say, better than Pink Floyd/Wiz of Oz
4. Try and wake up before noon! DAMN IT!

fly away to van nuys

burned out and unenthusiastic you await another innocent error to gain more acrimony. looking disgusted when i fastidiously asked you a question, you climbed up to your throne. i realized this may be the only place you are of any control. you laughed as i tripped. at least you laughed. hopefully you have love somewhere upon your grey brillo foam pad of head.

cab driver to midway

and you spoke to me in your good ol' boy tone as if you were from a place of grease monkeys where everyone ate italian beef and drank whiskey. you spoke to me of mind racing snow on your screen blowing your hard drive with rippling concrete streets like water crashing at the shore. blank faces of terror. you were clueless just a good ol' boy trying to enjoy da game in san francisco. you then heard the bridge collapsed. confusing thoughts of hot rods and chewing tobacco and rippling streets like hallucinations still not making any sense. the earth shook beneath your feet. our mother came from within our core errupting feelings bridges crashing down fires breaking lose. 67 dead hundreds injured.

Patience is a fucking bitch