family is past blood and more about location and limits itself to innermost gears of how you work and plod along through growing times. what is seen as silence as if a trappest monk has visited and sprinkled fairie dust all over the place. giving a fuck is sometimes hard to muster. time is telling.…… Continue reading Family Blood
Author: bgkarma
BGK is a revolutionary in the mind frame of intention with vibrational swim and entertainment snack to promote edutainment and self empowerment by use of multiple brains or servers to go next level.
Privates
as above this belowgood morningit’s better further init’s better to write and keepit all on paper for the eyeeven myselfI’m having too much ofa drunken timeto listen others readI’m feeling like anasshole for that buteverybody’s got onenone of this is easy towrite down in a flowand share with others whichshould be a reminder to usthat…… Continue reading Privates
Grasping
a reminder comes that as long as there is grasping there is suffering which is suddenly comforting as i sit awake near 5 AM and think who I can be, like a better person on Wednesday morning in the wake of Tuesday’s blast depressive ruin to all day bouts of slug and catatonia. a storm…… Continue reading Grasping
TEMPORARY
I have a new thing in the works, here on the journal. Strangely enough, I seem to be doing a lot of my favorite writing here. And this is fine, but I also want to move more into the realm of physical print. And so if you read something here, then I turn around, print…… Continue reading TEMPORARY
KRS Notes In Real-time
Just minutes away from the legendary KRS-One. Needless to say, big excitement is in the air. And there is still time, so come up if ya got nothin’ to do this fine Friday night; even if ya do, cancel out those plans. This is a big night in hip hop for Houston. Why wouldn’t ya…… Continue reading KRS Notes In Real-time
Into Town
bike into herepast the empty warehouseall the countless stars sittingpolitely up in the skybike onto this note shift and closing earweird earnames remembered slidbehind the stage my picture from the wall likean omen a shakey handa firetruck of an alcoholicmoney found from under thereup to New York pregnant with Atlas’burden down to the third coastshould…… Continue reading Into Town
Closing Time
everyone get outthis is get the fuck out of the bar song12xUclosing timeMinor Threat throw it oninquire as to what your intentions areswitch out the iconare things down to…?porno mag on the bar left behindthese are leave-behindsand cast-offssleep back therefall down and be back therehow come I end up where I was bornI don’t know…… Continue reading Closing Time
Another Tuesday
Tuesday the crowds gather and cheer the new president and hope is in the aira flu bug is in the air and my hopes frownat the bottom of the barrelwaiting for a pleasant surpriseit’s the face you haveto look at for quite awhileand when the speech was donehe could’ve thrown somebetter poets up therelike Saul…… Continue reading Another Tuesday
Travels
they the two don’t know mytrue travels or intentions. which is my right fromsince birth to change up my accentas I please. a smooth dinner floor to sitand report back to Cobra Commander. penny at bottom fountain lands on another pennyI ask what the difference isbetween Buddha and Krishnaalready knowing but wanting to hear from…… Continue reading Travels
Sidewalk Talk
shells of spiritualismautomatic society gone off the hayany assurance is backpeddledyou now see the sidewalkfor what it isshe looks at me with eyesfrom since infanttheir stereo booms like thatthere go the hubcapsthey drivedon’t even knowcapture the heartof man as a boy flying a kitevulnervulnerability vulnerable switch-offsall the bills slip into your postten openings all of…… Continue reading Sidewalk Talk
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