today chopped up strange astrology none of us communicated properly I said I wanted to kill the customers that bad, huh? he said yes, that bad strange times in a strange land funny to think how texas used to be its own country this is a fucked up way to live in service to others…… Continue reading All sobered up in a head-kicked-in world
Digital Writ
atmosphere
first day of spring I think just what the hell I am going to do with myself this morning in the rainfall first of the work week the time suckage where you can hardly take care of yourself and your serious needs what am I going to think about? what is in the air? I…… Continue reading atmosphere
At the movies
so I’ve come up to a tea house and have been writing to various friends, a sore need of mine. in writing them I forgot to mention, so I’m saying it now, the movie V For Vendetta is in fact quite amazing. an anarchist’s movie at heart. and to think, produced straight outta hollywood. goes…… Continue reading At the movies
You look great today
a time limit on everything our staple: deadlines a workshop we carry tools we are terrorists with box cutters except we cut down posters they are wet behind the ears in their loyalty to a system that fucks them liberals with bumper stickers on their SUVs included I am the terrorist in conversation aghast at…… Continue reading You look great today
Wednesday notes
defrag spring cleaning but things seem jumbled head not always clear the cars I see: VW, Mercedes, Toyota, Mitsubishi… coffee shop attendants me: laptop V for Vendetta trade reading/writing gamble with notes sweatshirt people sneezing like me it gets chilly sometimes still enough to tweak health back and forth ah, the letters I must write…… Continue reading Wednesday notes
Untitled
minimal minimalist minutes I fretted for nothing today smooth boredom in the work place drab challenges middle of week head swims spot has wifi by tanning bed signal to sidewalk I grab chair table place for me place in universe shifts and shifts swims and dances less a performance more sincere in old age I…… Continue reading Untitled
Destroy The Mountain With A Silk Cloth
a clutter about the room and mind and digispace this reflects the flurry of emotions and assignments given that we all have to deal with and respectively find our own ways in dealing with it all the amount of time I have to come here and write seems as if just a seed but I’ll…… Continue reading Destroy The Mountain With A Silk Cloth
unfold
we enter the upper mind states. it has counted down to this. to this happening. UNFOLD so my big frustration is that in my identity as a writer, I’ve let that identity and action within myself slip – in a big way. which saddens me. society is the soul crusher and is faking out even…… Continue reading unfold
notes from 10am
• the week has dragged itself all out like a mf’r. finally I am up here and the wifi is holding on, if just for a bit, and so I can get out my communique to the world. • seems I’ve gotten over my bronchitis. it was a nasty stretch. glad to say I’m still…… Continue reading notes from 10am
man with the grey hair
man with the gray hair observe the pick pocket at work the hammer comes down house broken into : awry draw on your arm hard curves blueprint for a new house the maddening crawl broke a lightbulb and cut himself while the movie ran in the other room a board game exceeds its limits many…… Continue reading man with the grey hair
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