get out

i keep blinking and it takes hours
there was something about living that i used to know quite well. i have forgotten it while blinking somewhere...
on the warm grass of the arbouritum; in between the edges of a most amazing home; in the heart of a man i am learning; in the backseat of a borrowed van listening to good-bye sounds and cries of "you're not ready yet"; in the last few rows of a movie theater; in this stale, helpless box with sadly hopeful faces looking on to where i will be; on a seat in the subway that i just didn't want to share...
so now all i can do is wrack my brain to try and find what piece fell out. it consumes me until i get back (to the top and i turn and i got for a ride)
and then my mind is a rubix cube upon completion; being set back on the shelf, done and waiting patiently to become confused again.

"you're not ready."
thanks brain, i think i'm finally okay with that.

(see simon: as a teddy bear without a map to the picnic)
(see annie: giving a fuck to stuart)

shitcake

my sister and i made a tribute cake...
to shit-kickers.

going to ikea

'cause everyone i know is too comfortable with their lives to want be a part of change.

and everyone i know is leaving for the weekend with tickets to the game.

when i was just a little thought

what are you for grand old hallows eve?
why i am just a little thought

L is for lysergic

the human race is experiencing an epidemic

place this like so
to avoid contagion

that is all.

what was

there is no remembrance of former things
This is the spectacle spectacular that was What Was.

The bonds are like giant palm tree trunks wrapping around my mind and lovingly squeezing my jellysnakes into venomous guck.














This is the time/now.
...which makes it a challenge to decide.
Wait a minute, man, wasn't this supposed to keep going?
Is that seriously it?


Something must be done.

I'M MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!
















Mind games, baby. That's what we've all been playin'. That's what the world's been playin'.
The end should be a good one.











we are the believers











curiosity

we agree with.

i don't care too much for money

cause money can't buy me love


see: Across The Universe
please.