2008 ( Read more... )

two months to grow from a peanut to a person ( Read more... )

i take my friend who happens to be a dog for a walk around this valley happy, i'm an addict for the view, and on scout's hill i get my fix of perspective. looking out, as far west as sellwood and up into the west hills. east to mt. hood and south to oregon city ( Read more... )

the curse of categorization has me thinking, this civilization we're all playing for keeps in is fucked beyond recognition enough that i can't help and see my fellow humans as in one of two stances. It was popular for the generation before mine to forget or ignore; blind themselves to the reality of destruction surrounding them. My generation, and ( Read more... )

wake up into health, the happiness of habit ( Read more... )

out of eugene, hardly took the time to say goodbye. as it should be, i'm no good at goodbyes. i'd rather good luck ( Read more... )

evil ways are happy times,
yet, effeciency kills the pleasure,
corporate whores are lifeless mimes,
by mcdonalds we can measure.
meat consumed is taken life,
death without meaning, only strife..

thinking again on that stalemate; freewill. the illusion of control obsessed over by masses unable or unwilling to gain enough perspective to see the patterns inherent in their actions. the system in the ghost. hahaha ( Read more... )

leave my fleet
let go my morning
make light from dark
throw time for a turn
drop empty
fall deep

i'm listening to people kill the silence ( Read more... )