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woke up from long evening nap decided from thinking about this all day that finally I should go out on a walk through the neighborhood beautiful streets and houses I was hoping for more lit up insides but some were not at home or had turned in early around 8:30 for a minute I was…… Continue reading the elder

hate how I forget things about you you have sharp teeth why do I forget that? next door they are making noise again noise everywhere noise of my breath but that is not what’s bothering me kidnapped tape all over face faced out fazed out you forget how to talk worse, you forget how to…… Continue reading personal zone

get over anger get around it or be with it and other things yes, let the anger have it’s space and share it with wisdom respect your anger and wait for storms to pass

MARXIST ANALYSIS OF THE FIFTH LABOR OF HERCULES The Augean stables were so full of horseshit that the Augean nobles came to laugh at Hercules when he was told to muck them out by hand. They hoped to see him filthy on his knees, all asshole and elbows going fast for years. Instead he wrenched…… Continue reading a poem from Alan Dugan

he’s a nice old man but we call him dirt because we’re tired and hate him our invaded space is breathing fire never back this one animal into a corner he will feast on you on impulse no regrets all the things I like about this world get auctioned off to the highest online bidder…… Continue reading more happiness from the body

for those of you on the east coast, Crop Circles: In Search of A Sign is about to come on at 9pm, on TLC. looks interesting. for some serious horror, check out the new movie Signs.

don’t forget the freshly updated pictures area.

don’t forget the freshly updated pictures area.

finally settled in, feeling so. in our apartment in this house in an old historic district in the mountains. couldn’t ask for anything more except for some money. everything is focused on settling in and returning to some sanity, hoping it’s possible. stay tuned for new updates.

last night in Rocky Mount. I’ve kept my proud mouth shut for most of the long haul. I scream the worst of the worst in my notebook, and I justify it. it is street art in its purest form. poor man’s psychologist chair. spill ink not blood. so we’ll move into the city and be…… Continue reading domestic update