‘i’ am in severe needency to divorce myself from this self-destructive comfort zone of apathy, intoxication & sloth. Motionless/silence/a frozen space.  Either that or the majority of my previous entrees shall manifest. Even if one had no purpose here, a something must surly be better than this nothing. A dormant & familiar fear is surfacing. I am ( Read more... )

At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world & me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. it is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one ( Read more... )

Confront your beliefs. We’re all just a bunch of fetchers. Bear with me right now I’ve been on a self-loathing diet & human hating frenzy for about, well se7en years now so… I freebase resent & it makes me a bit of a squirrelly squirrel. You can call me Fusso the clown. I think we should reinstate blood-letting as a common practice. But that’s just ( Read more... )

Boy that’s weird. so I was talking to myself today like I do & I went to take a drink of water & I spit-up all over myself, ‘cause I never stopped talking. A little lack of communication between myself & i. What does that mean?

god is a bipolar liar on vacation… great.

i wonder if karma entails living out the life of anyone you’ve ever effected  

Tonight was an incredible night for me. alone in the dark once again; content with that fleeting feeling of freedom. Goddess spoke & it said, well… really nothing. It just was & so was i. & now you see we are one & the same. We are goddess. The question is not so much what~why~when~where… mainly Who & How. !

If find it nearly impossible to express ( Read more... )

 apparently its my right to remain silent to the ways & the woes of the world

If any of this were true, I might not have an argument. Seeing as we don’t know, I’ll feel free to be as such & lost.
The world has gone mad… i'm one of the only sane & conscious things left & I cant take it any longer. i'm going to light myself on fire… & that’s it. farewell fuckers, you whiny little maggot pieces of shit parasitic virus-like ( Read more... )

My foot is fucked, what the fuck. So I suppose after weeks of doing my makeshift tribal dances bare foot in the backyard while singing like an intoxicate rock star, god has finally decided to mount me with a strap-on. Woke up at some 4 a.m. to rid the bladder of the excess; first step out of bed… bam… prone like an overnight floater off some long ( Read more... )