I met Astronaut Jones at ESPN Zone

Paula tells it like it is...

"Welcome to the real world~you have just witnessed a school without bars! You are going to love the freedom but remember with freedom comes responsibility!"

Things Are Looking Up

Dear Nothing Is Said,

your words rip open realities lace veil.

Pouring out what was stretched beneath

spilling

into

my

head

"my only option is to
circumnavigate
the same smallish circle
in order to find
the one unbroken link
to all that is unwritten"

- http://nothingissaid.blogspot.com/

You said it!

A: "YOU KNOW WHAT"S GREAT?"

B: "No, what?"

C: "MOTHERFUCKING LIFE."

More on this later

We're going to have to start questioning all of reality.



Photo from the astonishing wanderer in the woods

something for the day

I want my words to move you.

I want to touch you, feel you come to life.

Let's drown together in our eyes and laughter.

Sand falling towards earth.

1)There is sand in my hair. Brushing my hand over my head, I noticed particles jumping through my fingers. Taken aback, short term memory loss comes to mind. "What is this strange phenomenon?"

Sand falling towards earth.



Remembering being at the beach, I am comforted by the logical nature of this brief eternal lapse.


2)I'm quite high and delusions real or imaginary put hold on my mind. This song won't stop playing and I walk over to the ice cream stand and measure with my hands about a foot long. "Can I have a waffle ice cream sandwich?" Not paranoid, but if I was.. wearing sunglasses. I wait hours for the sandwich.



warm breeze creates force
waves vibrate eternally
our bodies move together

Living on the intent of dreams, espresso and clutter

Bleeding edge/archaic revival at the same time.

I just woke up from a most excellent, refreshing nap.

Haiku remix.

Keep ADD in check.

Banging out the thoughts, I try to make complete sentences.

The summer is in full effect. In two days I will be living at the beach for almost a week. The idea alone sustains me.