Monday, May 30, 2005

Time to go shopping

None of my clothes seem like me anymore. I want to give away 80% of what's in my closet and in my mind. None of that shit fits me anymore. I want to erase all the formerly true but now just a memory that gets replayed in your memory bank when you think of me. OR when under stress or stupidity I run that fucking program over.

When I go to get dressed all I see is empty shells, shed skin, nostalgia...and we all know how much I hate nostalgia. But wait...why does my mental computer still run those same routines and sub routines..right under my nose..ha..even when the look, the GUI has changed..deeper level reprograming is in order. AND, fuck, I goddamn know how to do it...The ..paridise...

Don't Slip

There is a dark side to power and responsibility. The farther you go, the steeper the fall so it seems. Just the other side of the coin is a raging world of despair and never ending darkness. If you choose to take the high road, keep on and don't trip slip or fall behind. Stay awake because the temptation to just return to the old ways will sneak up on you like your death.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Magic that you thought was gone forever is returning.

Sunday, May 22, 2005


output device broken. Filter=all.

Burn out the pain. I'm not scared anymore feel the fear and break through to the other side of that word. Word.

Sometimes I forget how to talk about anything.

GOD D AMN the universe, wait

The Tao

The way shows you the way, it's so obvious, just wake up.

Fuck, I have a serious case of adddddddddd.

Oh look, a squirrel

Blogging Jumps Shark, Becomes Trucker Hat

Saturday, May 21, 2005

I rule and am fucking awsome

Life is good and keeps getting better.

Doing my damn thing.



Tuesday, May 17, 2005

"We work on the other side of time"

The living moment is everything."
D.H. Lawrence

"Equation wise, the first thing to do, is to consider time as officially ended"

Astral Black to the rescue

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

I feel a tremendous Peace.

it had been a long time. A long time since I had felt many things. Freedom for instance, freedom from the daily days. It had been a long time since....

that's from Burnt Friedman and "Tongs of Love"

Weeks and weeks go by. Weeks go by like the film is sped up and out of control. I'm just the observer. JUST THE OBSERVER. It all just washes in front of my face and over my head and all over my vanqueshed body. I've changed in good ways but I'm loosing my soul.