February 2012
9 posts
Let me be me
It’s the only way I know
Let me explore
I want to be the highest
Too focused, one word
Inks and silks - mix me up
Make things look good.
Soldier of creativity
keeper of unfinished ideas
Inks pour
Wizard of ergonomic or rectilinear traces.
Artist without definition.
Carpenter of unsolved mazes.
mixMEup
Astrologer of the power of the third eye and silent friend ....
?QUESTIONS?
I’m trying to peice together the universe.
x2 hallucinogens, still trying.
Not buying these written explanations.
Is everything just hidden?
Are we living in a riddle or am
I just stuck in the middle?
Is this a game?
5.4.3 are we stuck in a game, a dark dispiriting game where there is no exit.
11:11 is telling me to accept the world.
Puzzles just do not fit.
Maybe she will just...
You want me to share your umbrella?
Fuck you, I prefer the storm.
Yes it’s cold, loud and unadulterated but it’s real.
I’d rather die confronting the real then survive the facade.
I stand to the left of your umbrella not only because I choose to have nothing to do with you but because your umbrella is ugly.
It does not compliment my composition.
It does not tell my story ....
To face one self’s is confrontation rimming on the abyss of intrusion.
Almost as if my image knows something about me that I don’t.
Refusing to admit nor confess
Refusing to please nor apologies
To treat lightly
To inhale
To breathe
To be human (whatever the fuck that means)
To give in to the paradox that in order to live, you must be.
Someone explain to me, please.
How one...
January 2012
7 posts
Creating chaos and uproar wherever she went.
Divorced as many times as she married.
She’s leaves only good wishes behind.
ATTP1
They’re aiming for the sane
We’re aiming to only astound
Aiming for the profound
Ditching the scope to point blank the right now
Ditching all my hope
Sniffing all my coke
Fuck the direction off life so it never really knows where it’s going.
Throw thirty bags in the air
Look baby it’s snowing
Look baby I’m hoping
Look baby I may be crook and shady but I tend...
Closed.
It’s like I’m ridding off nightmares only to replace them with reality.
These days I’m thinking these days never had so much darkness, we’ve fallen upon money
But we’re broken and heartless
I saw a little girl cry because she didn’t get her toy
I wonder if she knows about Africa and what happens to little boys
Hands chopped of.
We dedicate our lives to...
Direction
Open the handbook, page to page, chapter to chapter.
Clues, yet clueless.
Torn/hidden.
Mind full of chatter, will she shatter?
Bolts and nails hold objects of desire, is that what is nessisary?
Is she here to build the brightest buildings or possibly feed the poor?
Craving direction, surprisingly.
Her book she continues to fill.
Pages to be burnt however they remain as reflections of red...
“Music gives a soul to the universe,
Wings to the mind,
Flight to the imagination,
And life to everything”
It’s like life slapped me in my face
A rocketeer taking my mind and blasting it off into space
His got rebellious ways of stealing me from reality and calming all that’s mad in me
I admit it, life has me stumbling backwards like I’m subtracting digits
His constantly telling me to get with it
That life isn’t a race against the clock, it’s about making the most of...
October 2011
3 posts
September 2011
1 post
Imagine
Imagine there’s no Heaven It’s easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there’s no countries It isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I’m a dreamer But I’m not the only one I hope someday you’ll join us And the...
August 2011
15 posts
Factory of Faith
“I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am...”
Patience
Shed a tear ‘cause I’m missing you I’m still alright to smile Girl, I think about you every day now Was a time when I wasn’t sure But you set my mind at ease There is no doubt you’re in my heart now Said woman take it slow It’ll work itself out fine All we need is just a little patience Said sugar make it slow And we’ll come together fine All we need is...
The Traveler
The magic is as wide as a smile and as narrow as a wink, loud as laughter and quiet as a tear, tall as a tale and deep as emotion. So strong, it can lift the spirit. So gentle, it can touch the heart. It is the magic that begins the happily ever after.
And ONLY you choose to carry and continue, let it shine.
The Wanderers - no fixed home
In every light there is a breed of people unlike the rest. Exotic, fluid existences beyond the trappings of ordinary society. Cliches about in their description and different eras yield different nicknames: nomads, bohemians, rebals, beatniks, dropouts, hippies and even the wasters. As their definition changes from generation to generation so does their image and mode of living. Status quo? Why
Softness of velvetv vs Dirty Taylors.
Within this 360 box, do we combine or do we climb the wall for a simple survival.
July 2011
31 posts
Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day the day’s divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy The music and voices are all around us. Choose they croon the...
