Note to self....... Dont be eating at Chines seafood buffets anymore.... I nearly shitted out death from those soggy ass oysters who were the culprit to blame for my agony.... Good to know on another bar note written on a wet napkin in a blurred memory ... That yes.... Betty Davis eyes and her fake implants has me twirling in her empty space ( Read more... )

The world seems alien to me at times to where its hard for me to understand the functionality of the system of order. I found myself dazed out body still slaving thru the days of whatever laborous task it may be , but my mind always seems to be traveling on other planes in other worlds and conversations that never took place or other choices of a ( Read more... )

I need to make more time if not devote more time if not just stop trying to slow down the tick tock hands of time and find seconds to chisel in my recorded memories of life on the vinyl record player of life. So I have And Hear I am and let me just write forth what sounds of life have played out. Debates and imaginations have been flying out wildly ( Read more... )

Im gonna attempt to write this entry typing on my iphone so im expecting alot of errors and typos but who gives a shit it mainly for my own concious evolution records ( Read more... )

Im gonna attempt to write this entry typing on my iphone so im expecting alot of errors and typos but who gives a shit it mainly for my own concious evolution records ( Read more... )

Focus Focus Focus ( Read more... )

Frustrated,.......................Pissed beyond words ( Read more... )

I've already strooled to the store, bought my morning cup of Middle Easter Version of coffee,...I have this ritual or compulsive need to buy a bag of chips every morning, today it was oatmeal cookies and then pack them away once I get home just like a conservative liitle squirrel in the winter time. Lets face it,...the future holds no security and ( Read more... )

I sure do sleep a whole lot better with my little nina by myside at night. Of course I don't have the hammer cocked on it, just in case I have a fucked up dream and I find myself putting my gun to my head from some mind controling reason ( Read more... )

I feel I'm kinda getting back intot he groove of keeping a daily or at least a weekly journal of things in this speck of life on a rock called planet orbiting around a lighbulb type of star that is part of a bigger spiral of dust and glitter that is swirling around an even vastly larger pond of full of amoeba shaped galaxies that will eventually ( Read more... )